I am not a brand. I am a branch.
Grafted in mercy. Raised in fire.
Called by the One whose voice sounds like
stillness.
I carry no title but “servant.” I lead by giving.
I speak by listening. 
And this House—Beit-Zata—is not mine.
It’s a dwelling place for the weary, the waiting,
the watching. 
“It is not about leaders who demand,
but servants who give.”  — D’Vorah Meijer