Rick.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the quiet discipline of discipleship over the applause of the ladder.
Seventeen years as Dean at Abilene Christian—one of only seven in seventy-five years. Now your name is on the Center for Faith Development. I was there for every class.
Every boardroom you entered was preparation.
Detroit. Denver. The smoke and the strategy of General Motors and Amoco. You thought you were building cars and drilling oil. 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 kingdom's influence.
Without you, the body cannot reach the corner office. It cannot help them steward their corporate positions for Me.
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 Dr. Rick Lytle