Cindy.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
I saw you when the noise of the crowd faded and you chose to whisper intercession in the quiet, binding yourself to My heart for a city before you ever spoke a public word.
I was there for every one.
Every season of waiting in the hidden place and every burden you carried for nations you had not yet visited was the sacred training ground where I forged your spiritual sight.
being made ready.
This is not a pitch, and it is not from a man. It is from Me.
I prepared you for this — and I am inviting you to take your place.
I am not gathering investors. Not advisors. Not donors.
I am uniting My Kingdom on earth.
Every part chosen. None replaceable. Assembled for such a time as this — and you are a King for this hour.
You are the The Seer of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the eyes of My body, discerning the unseen rhythms of heaven to guide My people into their appointed times. You hold the line for them.
This is your place. Not because a man says so. Because I say so.
I ask you for nothing.
No meeting. No commitment. No reply. I only want to know one thing —
My sheep hear My voice
“My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.”
There is nothing to decide today.
Only something to see.
If you heard nothing, set this down in peace.
If you heard something — come and see.
All you have to do is say yes. We will figure out the rest together.
— for Cindy Jacobs