Anthony.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the confessional over the spotlight.
After those eleven days, you did not run from the mirror. You went to church. You went to confession. You owned your mistakes before Me when the world only wanted a headline. I was there for every one.
The door they shut was preparation.
When they let you go from Goldman, you talked your way back in. When the White House door closed after eleven days, you did not stop. You thought you were saving your name. 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 Bridge of My body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot speak truth to the markets. It cannot show the wealthy how to find their fortune without losing their soul. It cannot connect the sovereign funds to the Kingdom.
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 Anthony Scaramucci