David.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose to kneel when the ledger said run.
When the phone rang and the voice on the other end prayed scripture over your fear, you did not hang up. You let the Word stand where your strength ended. I was there.
The sales floors were not merely jobs; they were My gymnasium.
Every "no" at Wagner, every mile at FedEx, was Me hardening your vessel against the pride of the "yes." You were being made ready to carry weight without breaking.
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.
Because you understand that ownership is an illusion, I have trusted you with reality.
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 David L Steward