Desiree.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You stood in the storm of diagnosis and refused to let fear dictate the outcome.
You advocated for Mik'hail when he had no voice. You fought for the research that saves other mothers. I was there.
I am preparing you to handle the wealth of the wicked for the Kingdom's purpose.
The certifications, the MDRT status, the coaching of eight advisors—it is not for your accolades. It is for the stewardship of what is coming. 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.
You manage resources not for accumulation, but for distribution to those in need.
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 Desiree Ortiz