Brandon.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose to clear the building without risking SEALs.
Four deployments across Afghanistan, the Pacific, and the Arabian Gulf. You served aboard the USS Pearl Harbor. In 2015, you built the Nova to clear the building instead of risking men. I was there for every one.
Seven years in the Teams was preparation.
Mechanical Engineering at Annapolis. An MBA at Harvard. You deployed Hivemind with the Marines and V-BAT with the Indian Army. You thought you were only decoupling military power from manpower. 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 Watchman of My body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot protect the vulnerable in the dark places. It cannot stand against the demonic adversary you named.
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 Brandon Tseng