Craig.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the prayer room over the boardroom.
Forty years of faithfulness since 1983. While the world watched the work, I watched you kneeling with churches across Durban’s socio-economic spectrum. I was there for every one.
Every ledger you balanced was preparation.
From Coopers & Lybrand to the firms you built across the continent. You thought you were building enterprises. You were also 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 Steward of My body on earth.
Without you, the resources cannot reach the broken places of Sub-Saharan Africa. The Church cannot transform the world through enterprise without those who hold the keys.
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 Craig Coombe