Our Story

Legacy Deo was chartered in 1960 as Lutheran Foundation of Texas. Originally a ministry of the Texas District of The Lutheran Church—Missouri Synod, the Foundation was created as a means to receive non-cash gifts. One of the earliest was a tract of West Texas ranchland from a donor who sought to financially support the District’s endeavors.

Years later, we became a separate entity after our outreach expanded and our services grew. Our focus shifted to charitable giving that benefits all types of Christian and humanitarian causes. We offer our services to the entire Christian community, believing that all of God’s people benefit from them regardless of denominational affinity. In 2017 we changed our name to Legacy Deo, which better reflects the values that undergird our services. Because of our long history with the District, we continue to provide a perpetual base of funding for its many ministries as well as to other Lutheran-affiliated organizations.

We are a tax-exempt organization under Section 501(c)(3) of the Internal Revenue Code. That means gifts and donations made to our managed accounts, or Legacy Deo itself, are tax deductible to the extent allowed by law.

Our Vision

God’s people, each and every one, will leave a legacy for faith and family.

Our Mission

We inspire giving that impacts life forever.

Our Core Values

Christ-centered Focus

Recognizing that God is the source of all earthly gifts, we love Him above all else and honor Him with the stewardship of those gifts.

(The Greatest Commandment, Matthew 22:26-38)

Valued Relationships

We treat all individuals and groups the way we would like to be treated.

(The Golden Rule, Matthew 7:12 and 22:39)

Total Integrity

Everything we do is done with fairness, transparency, accountability, and competence.

(Parable of the Talents, Matthew 25:14-30)

Our Legacy

  • Founded: 1960
  • Assets: $62 million
  • Endowment assets: 67%
  • Managed accounts: 437
  • Total 2021 distributions: $2.6 million
  • Distributions since 1960: Over $66 million
  • Current distribution outreach: 32 states and the District of Columbia

Interested in learning more?

Contact us at info@legacydeo.org

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Dear Lord,

We’re still hoping we’ll wake up. We’re still hoping we’ll open a sleepy eye and think, What a hor­rible dream.

But we won’t, will we, Father? What we saw was not a dream. Planes did gouge towers. Flames did consume our fortress. People did perish. It was no dream and, dear Father, we are sad.

There is a ballet dancer who will no longer dance and a doctor who will no longer heal. A church has lost her priest, a classroom is minus a teacher. Cora ran a food pantry. Paige was a counselor and Dana, dearest Father, Dana was only three years old. (Who held her in those final moments?)

We are sad, Father. For as the innocent are buried, our innocence is buried as well. We thought we were safe. Perhaps we should have known better. But we didn’t.

And so we come to you. We don’t ask you for help; we beg you for it. We don’t request it; we implore it. We know what you can do. We’ve read the accounts. We’ve pondered the stories and now we plead, Do it again, Lord. Do it again.

Remember Joseph? You rescued him from the pit. You can do the same for us. Do it again, Lord.

Remember the Hebrews in Egypt? You protected their children from the angel of death. We have children, too, Lord. Do it again.

And Sarah? Remember her prayers? You heard them. Joshua? Remember his fears? You inspired him. The women at the tomb? You resurrected their hope. The doubts of Thomas? You took them away. Do it again, Lord. Do it again.

You changed Daniel from a captive into a king’s counselor. You took Peter the fisherman and made him Peter an apostle. Because of you, David went from leading sheep to leading armies. Do it again, Lord, for we need counselors today, Lord. We need apostles. We need leaders. Do it again, dear Lord.

Most of all, do again what you did at Calvary. What we saw here on that Tuesday, you saw there on that Friday. Innocence slaughtered. Goodness murdered. Mothers weeping. Evil dancing. Just as the ash fell on our children, the darkness fell on your Son. Just as our towers were shattered, the very Tower of Eternity was pierced.

And by dusk, heaven’s sweetest song was silent, buried behind a rock.

But you did not waver, O Lord. You did not waver. After three days in a dark hole, you rolled the rock and rumbled the earth and turned the darkest Friday into the brightest Sunday. Do it again, Lord. Grant us a September Easter.

We thank you, dear Father, for these hours of unity. Disaster has done what discussion could not. Doctrinal fences have fallen. Republicans are standing with Democrats. Skin colors have been covered by the ash of burning buildings. We thank you for these hours of unity.

And we thank you for these hours of prayer. The Enemy sought to bring us to our knees and suc­ceeded. He had no idea, however, that we would kneel before you. And he has no idea what you can do.

Let your mercy be upon our President, Vice President, and their families. Grant to those who lead us wisdom beyond their years and experience. Have mercy upon the souls who have departed and the wounded who remain. Give us grace that we might forgive and faith that we might believe.

And look kindly upon your church. For two thousand years you’ve used her to heal a hurting world.

Do IT again, Lord. Do it again.

Through Christ, Amen.



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Dear Lord,
 
We’re still hoping we’ll wake up. We’re still hoping we’ll open a sleepy eye and think, What a hor­rible dream.
 
But we won’t, will we, Father? What we saw was not a dream. Planes did gouge towers. Flames did consume our fortress. People did perish. It was no dream and, dear Father, we are sad.
 
There is a ballet dancer who will no longer dance and a doctor who will no longer heal. A church has lost her priest, a classroom is minus a teacher. Cora ran a food pantry. Paige was a counselor and Dana, dearest Father, Dana was only three years old. (Who held her in those final moments?)
 
We are sad, Father. For as the innocent are buried, our innocence is buried as well. We thought we were safe. Perhaps we should have known better. But we didn’t.
 
And so we come to you. We don’t ask you for help; we beg you for it. We don’t request it; we implore it. We know what you can do. We’ve read the accounts. We’ve pondered the stories and now we plead, Do it again, Lord. Do it again.
 
Remember Joseph? You rescued him from the pit. You can do the same for us. Do it again, Lord.
 
Remember the Hebrews in Egypt? You protected their children from the angel of death. We have children, too, Lord. Do it again.
 
And Sarah? Remember her prayers? You heard them. Joshua? Remember his fears? You inspired him. The women at the tomb? You resurrected their hope. The doubts of Thomas? You took them away. Do it again, Lord. Do it again.
 
You changed Daniel from a captive into a king’s counselor. You took Peter the fisherman and made him Peter an apostle. Because of you, David went from leading sheep to leading armies. Do it again, Lord, for we need counselors today, Lord. We need apostles. We need leaders. Do it again, dear Lord.
 
Most of all, do again what you did at Calvary. What we saw here on that Tuesday, you saw there on that Friday. Innocence slaughtered. Goodness murdered. Mothers weeping. Evil dancing. Just as the ash fell on our children, the darkness fell on your Son. Just as our towers were shattered, the very Tower of  Eternity was pierced.
 
And by dusk, heaven’s sweetest song was silent, buried behind a rock.
 
But you did not waver, O Lord. You did not waver. After three days in a dark  hole, you rolled the rock and rumbled the earth and turned the darkest Friday into the brightest Sunday. Do it again, Lord. Grant us a September Easter.
 
We thank you, dear Father, for these hours of unity. Disaster has done what  discussion could not. Doctrinal fences have fallen. Republicans are standing with Democrats. Skin colors have been covered by the ash of burning buildings. We thank you for these hours of unity.
 
And we thank you for these hours of prayer. The Enemy sought to bring us to our knees and suc­ceeded. He had no idea, however, that we would kneel before you. And he has no idea what you can do.
 
Let your mercy be upon our President, Vice President, and their families.  Grant to those who lead us wisdom beyond their years and experience.  Have mercy upon the souls who have departed and the wounded who remain.  Give us grace that we might forgive and faith that we might believe.
 
And look kindly upon your church.  For two thousand years you’ve used her to heal a hurting world.
 
Do IT again, Lord. Do it again.
 
Through Christ, Amen.

 

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