David.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the stewardship over the sale.
You worked beside your father from age twelve—not for applause, but for obedience. When the fertilizer business sold in 2006, you could have scattered the 3,200 acres. Instead, you built a table large enough for the Gospel. I was there for every one.
Every acre you transformed was preparation.
You termed it “weaponized hospitality”—using world-class welcome as a witness. Those seven consecutive years of excellence at FarmLinks were not for rankings. You thought you were building a resort. 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 legacy remains silent. The Kingdom needs ground to stand on—and you have prepared the acres.
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 Pursell