How to be Single and Love It?


This is how my spiritual journey began, a long time ago.

In 1979, my father hired me to be an insurance clerk in Miami.

My life had hit the rock bottom. I was twenty five.

I went to see a respected lady psychologist who had treated me in Cuba twenty years earlier for a severe speech impediment.

Now in her 70’s, I told her how messed up my life was.

She said to me “Jose, get close to God.”

At that moment a light darted through me. I knew that this was the answer to stop the free fall that my life was on.

Next to my father’s office was an Episcopalian church which was opened.

I was broken, fearful, and helpless.

During lunch breaks, I went to this empty church and prayed to the God whom I did not know.

I had been doing spiritual searching and had read about tarot cards.

I did not know if God was Jesus, Buddha, Allah, Krishna or Confucius.

For ten days I went to the church, got on my knees and cried out to the roof for help and mercy.

Nothing happened; there were no bright lights, or bells or whistles, just stark silence.

On about the tenth day a Presence of the sweetest, most innocent, and delightful love came upon and enveloped me.

I knew that this Presence loved me, would be my best friend, and was pure, innocent, and trustworthy.

I was so hungry for more encounter.

I visited the church and came into contact again with this wonderful being.

I was to realize that this was the magnificent Holy Spirit.

As the encounters continued I was compelled to go to the nearby Christian bookstore and purchased a Living Bible.

As the months progressed I recognized that this was Jesus, not Mohammed, not Buddha nor the crystals, not the energy and not Krishna.

This glorious Presence had drawn me only to Jesus! I had a born again experience all by myself.

Jesus then instructed me to practice celibacy until He brought me my wife.

This was to be the most frustrating part of my relationship with God.  I obeyed Him though the cost was high.

If I would have known that celibacy was to last nine years, I would have left Jesus. But He kept it hidden from me.

I gave my life to God at the age of twenty-five but got married at thirty-four.

Coming out of a life of mega partying and into one of hyper celibacy, was more than what I bargained for, almost more than I could endure.

Many a time I become furious with God.

Many were the incidents of desperation, extreme loneliness, plentiful tears, and bitterness at God.

To make it worse, everyone in church was getting married before me.

It took me so long to get married because I was so messed up. Bound up in years of pornography, drugs, booze and epic insecurities, it took God a long time to clean me up.

In loneliness and desperation I attempted to force God’s arm.

Embarking on a seven-day fast, I knew that God would now give me my wife.

The Lord was hushed until my first bite of food after seven days, and said “NO”.  That got me even angrier at Him.

I empathize with single people who long for marriage. It was not easy.

Many a time I wanted to walk away from Jesus, but knew that I could not find a love like His.

After years of wetting my pillow with tears, God led me into a journey which changed my life.

“Jose”, He said, “become married to me”. “Fall in love with me.”

I spent more time with God on my knees and in His Word. I became so utterly thrilled with Him, so full of Him, that I did not want a wife.

Part of me no longer wanted marriage so that I could remain free to serve Him.

I was so happy.

Life was now one humongous love adventure with Jesus.

It was at this point that my lovely wife Mary came to me in 1986.

She was missionary from England. God had brought her via Colombia through Puerto Rico and to my church in Miami.

When I met her, I had little interest in getting married.

We were the best of friends for one and half years before God opened our eyes.

We went out on three dates, were married six months later, and have four beautiful children.

By earthly standards, we have a picture perfect marriage.

Of course we have our arguments. However, in twenty six years, we have never taken one to sleep.

We are always in harmony with the Lord, His voice and calling us.

We are more in love with each other than ever before.

We trust each other a hundred percent.

Our family is not broken. We enjoy dynamic relationships with our four adult children.

We are each others best friends.

We do not keep secrets.

We pray all major decisions and get God’s wisdom.

How can this be?

When my spiritual journey began, God had told me “Jose remain celibate and wait for your wife.” It was the toughest thing I have ever done, but how it’s paid off!

My wife and I am truly heaven’s match, the loving breath of God made incarnate. We are gloves which fit perfectly over two hands.

Can this happen for you? Of course. Wait on the Lord, and on the spouse which He has for you.

Get married and filled with Him, and before you know it He will bring His perfect one from the ends of the earth.

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Mary and me getting married by Pastor Bert Hadas in May of 1988.

 

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How to Be a Happy Single Christian?


In 1979, my father hired me to be a file clerk at his insurance company on SW 1st Street and 13th Avenue in what we call with endearment “Little Havana.” By that time my life had hit the rock bottom. I went to see a prestigious lady psychologist who had treated me in Cuba twenty years earlier for a severe speech impediment. Now in her 70’s, I recounted to her how messed up my life was. She said to me “Jose, get close to God” At that moment a light darted through me. I remembered the kindness of the Campus Crusade people whom I had met five years earlier. I am sure now that they had prayed for me all of those years.

Next to my father’s office was an empty Episcopalian church which was always opened. I was so broken, so fearful, and so helpless. During my lunch breaks, I began to go into the empty church and pray to the God whom I did not know. I had done some spiritual searching and had read about tarot cards.

I did not know if God was Jesus, Buddha, Allah, Krishna or Confucius. For about ten days I went to the empty church, got on my knees and cried out to the roof of the church for help and mercy. Nothing happened; there were no bright lights, no voices, just stark silence. Close to the tenth day a Presence of the sweetest, most innocent, and most delightful love came upon me and enveloped me. I instinctually knew that this Presence loved me, could be my very best friend, and was totally pure, innocent, and trustworthy. I knew that this Being would never play a mind trip or a head game with me. I was so hungry for more. I visited the church again and came into contact again with this wonderful being.

I was to realize later that this was the magnificent Holy Spirit. As I my encounters continued my heart was impelled to go to the nearby Christian bookstore and buy a Living Bible. As the weeks and months progressed I realized that this was Jesus, not Mohammed, not Buddha not the crystals, not the energy or an aura and not Krishna. This glorious Presence had drawn me only to Jesus! I had a born again experience all by myself.

As my relationship settled out with Jesus, He instructed me to stay celibate until He brought me my wife.  This was to be the most exasperating part of my walk with God.  I obeyed what Jesus told me, though the cost was high.

If I would have known that celibacy was to last nine years, I think that I would have left Jesus. But He kept it hidden from me. I gave my life to God at the age of twenty-five and got married at thirty-four.

Coming out of a life of hyper partying into one of hyper celibacy, was more than what I bargained for, almost more than I could endure. But God never gives us more than what we can bear!

I remember many a time getting angry with God. I remember many episodes of desperation, extreme loneliness, voluminous tears ,and bitterness at God. To make it worse, everyone in church was getting married before me, compounding the frustration.

One reason why it took so long to get married, was because I was so messed up. Bound in pornography, drugs, booze and monumental insecurities, it took God years  to clean me up.

Since I had dropped out of school, God got me back to technical school at thirty to acquire a degree which took me into broadcasting.  Heck flipping burger, twirling pizzas, or being a janitor, as I had done before,  just won’t cut it to sustain a wife and kids.

In my loneliness and desperation I attempted to force God’s arm. Embarking on a seven-day fast, I knew that God would now give me a wife. The Lord was silent until I took my first bite of food, and then told me , “NO”.  LOL!  How humorous of Him.

I have compassion on every single person who desires marriage. It was not easy for me.  Many a time I wanted to walk away from Jesus, but I knew that I could  never find a love like His.

After years of tossing and turning and wetting my pillow with tears, God led me in a journey which changed my life.

“Jose”, He said one day, “ become married to Me”. “Fall in love with Me,” said the Lord.

I began a process of spending more and more time with God on my knees and in His Word. Throughout the following years I became so utterly ecstatic with my God, so full of Him, so full of His love and His zest for faith, adventure, and excitement that I got to where I did not want a wife. As a matter of fact, part of me no longer wanted  marriage so that I could be free for Him. I was so happy and so excited. Life had become one huge love and faith adventure with Jesus.

It was then that my lovely wife Mary came on the scene in 1986.  As a missionary from England, the Lord  had brought her via Colombia through Puerto Rico and to my small church in Miami. When I met her, I had little interest in getting married.

We were great friends for one and half years before God opened our eyes the day that I passed my broadcasting test.

We went out on three dates, were married six months later, and had four beautiful children.

By the standards of our sinful and marred earth, we have had a picture perfect marriage. Of course we have our arguments. However, in twenty four years we have never taken one to bed. We are always in unity with the Lord, His voice and His calling for our lives. We are more in love with each other than ever. We trust each other one hundred percent. Our family is not broken. We have dynamite relationships with our four adult children. We are each other best friends. We do not keep secrets from each other. We pray all major decisions with God.

How can this be?

Do you remember my nine years of heartache and celibacy? When my journey began, God had told me “Jose remain celibate and wait for your wife.” It was the hardest thing which I did, but how it’s paid off!

My wife and I are truly heaven’s match, the loving breath of God made incarnate. We are two gloves that lock perfectly in two hands.

If it happened for me can it happen for you? Of course. Wait on the Lord, and on the spouse which He has for you.

Get married to Him. Be filled with Him, and before you know it He will bring His chosen and perfect one from the ends of the earth, if need be.

This is why the greatest birth control is celibacy!

The Best Birth Control Is Celibacy


 

In 1979, my father hired me to be a file clerk at his insurance company on SW 1st Street and 13th Avenue in what we call with endearment “Little Havana.” By that time my life had hit the rock bottom. I went to see a prestigious lady psychologist who had treated me in Cuba twenty years earlier for a severe speech impediment. Now in her 70’s, I recounted to her how messed up my life was. She said to me “Jose, get close to God” At that moment a light darted through me. I remembered the kindness of the Campus Crusade people whom I had met five years earlier. I am sure now that they had prayed for me all of those years.

Next to my father’s office was an empty Episcopalian church which was always opened. I was so broken, so fearful, and so helpless. During my lunch breaks, I began to go into the empty church and pray to the God whom I did not know. I had done some spiritual searching and had read about tarot cards.

I did not know if God was Jesus, Buddha, Allah, Krishna or Confucius. For about ten days I went to the empty church, got on my knees and cried out to the roof of the church for help and mercy. Nothing happened; there were no bright lights, no voices, just stark silence. Close to the tenth day a Presence of the sweetest, most innocent, and most delightful love came upon me and enveloped me. I instinctually knew that this Presence loved me, could be my very best friend, and was totally pure, innocent, and trustworthy. I knew that this Being would never play a mind trip or a head game with me. I was so hungry for more. I visited the church again and came into contact again with this wonderful being.

I was to realize later that this was the magnificent Holy Spirit. As I my encounters continued my heart was impelled to go to the nearby Christian bookstore and buy a Living Bible. As the weeks and months progressed I realized that this was Jesus, not Mohammed, not Buddha not the crystals, not the energy or an aura and not Krishna. This glorious Presence had drawn me only to Jesus! I had a born again experience all by myself.

As my relationship settled out with Jesus, He instructed me to stay celibate until He brought me my wife.  This was to be the most exasperating part of my walk with God.  I obeyed what Jesus told me, though the cost was high.

If I would have known that celibacy was to last nine years, I think that I would have left Jesus. But He kept it hidden from me. I gave my life to God at the age of twenty-five and got married at thirty-four.

Coming out of a life of hyper partying into one of hyper celibacy, was more than what I bargained for, almost more than I could endure. But God never gives us more than what we can bear!

I remember many a time getting angry with God. I remember many episodes of desperation, extreme loneliness, voluminous tears ,and bitterness at God. To make it worse, everyone in church was getting married before me, compounding the frustration.

One reason why it took so long to get married, was because I was so messed up. Bound in pornography, drugs, booze and monumental insecurities, it took God years  to clean me up.

Since I had dropped out of school, God got me back to technical school at thirty to acquire a degree which took me into broadcasting.  Heck flipping burger, twirling pizzas, or being a janitor, as I had done before,  just won’t cut it to sustain a wife and kids.

In my loneliness and desperation I attempted to force God’s arm. Embarking on a seven-day fast, I knew that God would now give me a wife. The Lord was silent until I took my first bite of food, and then told me , “NO”.  LOL!  How humorous of Him.

I have compassion on every single person who desires marriage. It was not easy for me.  Many a time I wanted to walk away from Jesus, but I knew that I could  never find a love like His.

After years of tossing and turning and wetting my pillow with tears, God led me in a journey which changed my life.

“Jose”, He said one day, “ become married to Me”. “Fall in love with Me,” said the Lord.

I began a process of spending more and more time with God on my knees and in His Word. Throughout the following years I became so utterly ecstatic with my God, so full of Him, so full of His love and His zest for faith, adventure, and excitement that I got to where I did not want a wife. As a matter of fact, part of me no longer wanted  marriage so that I could be free for Him. I was so happy and so excited. Life had become one huge love and faith adventure with Jesus.

It was then that my lovely wife Mary came on the scene in 1986.  As a missionary from England, the Lord  had brought her via Colombia through Puerto Rico and to my small church in Miami. When I met her, I had little interest in getting married.

We were great friends for one and half years before God opened our eyes the day that I passed my broadcasting test.

We went out on three dates, were married six months later, and had four beautiful children.

By the standards of our sinful and marred earth, we have had a picture perfect marriage. Of course we have our arguments. However, in twenty four years we have never taken one to bed. We are always in unity with the Lord, His voice and His calling for our lives. We are more in love with each other than ever. We trust each other one hundred percent. Our family is not broken. We have dynamite relationships with our four adult children. We are each other best friends. We do not keep secrets from each other. We pray all major decisions with God.

How can this be?

Do you remember my nine years of heartache and celibacy? When my journey began, God had told me “Jose remain celibate and wait for your wife.” It was the hardest thing which I did, but how it’s paid off!

My wife and I are truly heaven’s match, the loving breath of God made incarnate. We are two gloves that lock perfectly in two hands.

If it happened for me can it happen for you? Of course. Wait on the Lord, and on the spouse which He has for you.

Get married to Him. Be filled with Him, and before you know it He will bring His chosen and perfect one from the ends of the earth, if need be.

The Best Birth Control Is Celibacy!

After our wedding in 1989.