Crossmark.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the narrow path on Wall Street.
Since 1987 in Houston, you refused to separate Sunday from Monday. Your leadership, forty-four years on Wall Street, spoke My name where silence was safer. You customized values for clients when exclusion was easier. I was there for every one.
The tension between Wall Street and the Altar was training.
Thirty-eight percent growth in twenty-seven months while holding the line. Aflac acquired forty percent stake while you kept the soul. You thought you were building capital. 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 body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot align capital with conviction. It cannot help clients articulate what they truly value.
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 Crossmark Global Investments