Blake.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the loss over the safety of the bonus you secured.
You loaned $3.57 million of your own funds to the 2024 House campaign. You resigned from the Thiel organizations in February 2022 to stand in Arizona. I was there for every vote.
Every public defeat was stripping away your reliance on applause.
You lost the Senate race by five points, then the House primary in July 2024. You thought you were seeking office. 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 Filter of My body on earth.
Without you, the wisdom passes to the loud instead of the faithful. The body cannot distinguish the contrarian truth from the noise.
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 Blake Masters