How To Have A Great Marriage !


My wife Mary and I will celebrate 27th year of marriage in 2015.

We have had a problem free marriage. By that I mean, no unresolved issues have ever lingered.

We have never gone to sleep with unsettled problems

We have never had an argument that was not fixed that day.

Are we special? Of course not!

Am I perfect? Just ask my children!

The key to success is putting God and His will always first.

Mary and I met in 1986 in church, after her return from the mission fields.

We discovered that God had crossed our tracks several times.

Our paths intersected at North Miami Beach Elementary School in 1962.

I attended there after leaving Cuba.

At the school I learned English during the Cuban missile crisis and practiced ducking under desks in case it became real.

Right after leaving North Beach, little Mary also attended.

In 1977, my family moved from the Virgin Islands, to Key Biscayne, Florida.

My parents got a rental on Island Drive.

I discovered that Mary’s family left Island Drive, just before our arrival. Is this coincidence or divine destiny? I believe the latter, from a God who knows beginning to end.

If you are single, and love the Lord, be encouraged today!

God has that perfect one for you, like he had for me.

It’s much better to be single who loves Jesus, than to be married, love Jesus, but be married to a guy who hates him.

I have frequently observed single Christian women who love Jesus are happier than married Christian women who love Jesus, because their unbelieving husbands pull them down.

Enjoy your singlehood, loving and serving Jesus. Trust me, you are much better off. Fret not; God has that perfect one for you. Wait for him. Don’t focus on marriage, focus on Him.

I understand the loneliness of Christian singlehood. My advice is that you become married to Jesus. Draw close to and become filled with His Spirit. Most of your loneliness will leave.

God brought Mary, when I was contented to be single, even if it was to be so for the rest of my life. I was enthralled and in love with Jesus. I had forgotten about marriage, when my sweet Mary came.

I recommend, not to date, but wait for God’s one to come. I have seen many a good Christian fall into the pit of immorality. The flesh is weak, and God knows that. The problem with falling into immorality is that the devil’s condemnation last for months and severely injures the Christian’s walk.

Mary and I became great friends but presumed that God had destined us for others.

On the same day that I passed my FCC broadcasting test which I had failed twice, God opened our eyes. This was 1987. Now we knew that God was calling us to marriage. God knows how to open doors, and keep them shut. When you are in His will, He can move with blazing speed.

After three dates, we knew the calling to marriage and obeyed. Six months later we wed.   We were not in love when we married. We joined in obedience to God. The falling in love came after tying the knot.

From the beginning, Mary and I prayed together. Prayer is not simply talking to God. This prayer is about listening to God’s voice, His will, and then obeying.

We’ve learned the secret that in everything by doing the will of God and by laying ours down, things always turns out right.

We have done many crazy things in the Name of the Lord. But like cats which are constantly dropped from third floors, God makes us land on all fours.

God does not have two voices. He only has one . If a couple hears two things, something is wrong. This means that multiple agendas have not been surrendered to embrace God’s one. But this is the secret to a good marriage! Always, and in everything, couples lay down your will, and embrace God’s. He has one voice and one will. Seek ye first the kingdom of God and all things that you wish for will be added to you.

Always put parents, children, and families, second, to God and His will. This sounds harsh, but it’s huge. I have seen many put fathers and mothers and children before God and His will, to destructive results. Family idolatry is one of the most damaging things in Christianity. If we put Him above all, He blesses our parents and children with the very best.

Mary and I are entirely honest with each other. We do not keep secrets. Good communication is critical. Talking things out and praying them through is crucial.

As a family, God taught us to be a team. We have endeavored to do as much as possible together. Our children come before ministry. We let them find their own way with the Lord. We don’t ask them to copy our Christian walk.

God is so great, if we always put Him first! You won’t go wrong.

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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.

 

“All You Single People, I Hear Ya!!!”.


I begin this entry with how I came to know Jesus Christ. This is taken from my blog entry called “ I Was  Just a Fat Man Trying to Get Heaven.”

I had a supernatural experience with Jesus Christ in 1979 which radically altered my whole life.

Though my family had been Catholics in Cuba, it was simply in name, because we hardly ever went to church. I remember as a four-year old kid during Good Fridays in Havana, that radio stations would only play somber and quite messages commemorating the Christ whom had been crucified for the sins of the world. I still recollect sitting in my father’s car as the announcer spoke austerely about Jesus, and I peered into the graying sky of dusk just knowing that there had to be a God.

I never prayed growing up as a teen. We lived in St. Croix, US Virgin Islands in the late sixties. There I had to do a Catholic confirmation. I went to a priest who was sitting behind a dark grail and had to confess all my youthful sins. I was so darn nervous.

At the age of fifteen I began drinking beer. I was accepted to Vanderbilt University in Nashville at the age of 18 and left my family in the Caribbean as an absolutely lost, frail, and totally insecure young man. It wasn’t more than a few months later that I was smoking tons of marijuana from bongs and reefer, abused my body with bi amphetamine 50’s ( black beauties), during midterms and finals, took some occasional Quaaludes, went to TGI Fridays, got bombed, dated girls…..the whole scene.

Vanderbilt is called “The Harvard of the South” and fitting is that title. At Vandy one must be a relatively decent student to get C’s, an excellent student to get B’s and a zombie study fanatic with absolutely no social life to make A’s. You can imagine me on drugs, so lonely, lost and insecure. I was making D’s!

I began to date a girl who had serious psychological issues. One night she telephoned me in an extremely depressed mood. She was suicidal. As I desperately tried to encourage her on the phone I heard her open up a bottle of pills. As I frantically talked to her, she passed out on the phone. Madly I ran a mile to the girl’s dorm and told the security guard what had happened. The RA and other girls barged into her room and found her passed out. They were able to make her vomit and by a miracle of God she did not die.

That night, I think that I came close to recognizing what a nervous breakdown is. I felt like a vegetable. I could not think, I could not function or process and I felt paralyzed and comatose. I regained my senses, but in the ensuing weeks I developed a deep insomnia and persistent chest pains.

One night after that I laid crumpled on the bed of my tiny room in the Carmichael Towers, totally engulfed with self-pity, hopelessness, and fear. I had made an appointment the next day to go the campus nurse because I was petrified of the chest pains which I was getting.

My brother George, who is now deceased, was a freshman at Vanderbilt as well. He came to visit me. He had an experience with Jesus Christ through the folks from the Campus Crusade for Christ. As I lay on my bed, George told me, “Why don’t you ask Jesus to heal your heart.” After speaking to me a bit more he left.

In the darkness of my bedroom I cried out in desperation to the unknown God whom I had never prayed to. I said, “God if you are real please heal me!” After crying out some more, I suddenly felt an invisible hand reach into and inside my chest. It felt like a painless spiritual surgery. I passed out into a deep sleep similar to what happens when you are administered sodium pentothal in a surgery.  In the morning, I woke up and realized that I had missed the appointment to the campus nurse. All of the chest pains and anxiety were gone. I was absolutely healed.

I began to hang out with the Campus Crusade for Christ folks. I will never forget that even in those lost and dark days, there was something so different about them. Their love, kindness, peace, and holy living not just to me but among themselves attracted me in a mysterious way. I could not put my finger on it then, but I knew that they were unlike me and all of my druggie friends. One day I asked them that if I followed Jesus I would have to give up my partying. I was so scared that this Jesus was out to rob all of my fun. All that I knew were the serious and somber Catholic priests whom I had met and seemed to have no fun as Christians. The Campus Crusade people told me that I in some way would have to give up my partying.

I turned my back upon Jesus and went back to the bars and drugs of Nashville. Five more years of this lifestyle finally did me in. I dropped out of Vandy as a junior and went to Key Biscayne, Florida where my family was now living. When I flew in to Miami my parents were in the heat of a divorce after twenty-eight years of marriage. My father packed up his bags one day and left our home, never to come back.

Two more years passed. I was unemployed, drinking and taking more drugs. One night I was with a girl at Rickenbacker Causeway. We had the pipe and a baggie of pot out in the car. All of a sudden a brilliant and blinding light shone through one of the windows of the car. It was a policeman. I know now that God was protecting me though I hardly knew Him. The cop just told us to get out of the beach. So many times I drove to and fro from Joe Flannigan’s Big Daddies wasted, stoned, and dead drunk through the streets of Miami, yet without getting into an accident. The gracious and Almighty God protected me. His love is so great.

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.

“ All You Single People, I Hear Ya!!!”.

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On Our Anniversary: Some Secrets to a Great Marriage


This was written in May 2011

I sit behind this computer, a cup of blended pumpkin spice and peppermint stick coffee with me.

Today is Mary and my 23rd year wedding anniversary.

We have had a problem free marriage. By that I mean, unresolved issues.

We have never taken unsolved problems to bed.

We have never had an argument that was not resolved that same day.

Are we special; I don’t think so?

Am I perfect?  Just ask my children!

Introspectively, the key to our success has put God and His will always first.

We met in 1986 in church, after Mary’s return from the mission fields.

We became great friends but assumed that God had destined us for others.

Later, we discovered that God had our tracks cross several times.

Our paths intersected at North Beach Elementary School in 1962.

North Beach sat in the heart of Miami Beach. I attended there after leaving Cuba. There, I learned English. During the Cuban Missile Crisis, I ducked under its school desks.

Just months after leaving North Beach, little Mary also attended!

In 1977, my family moved from St. Croix, Virgin Islands, to Key Biscayne, Florida. My parents got a rental on Island Drive. I was to finds out that Mary’s family left Island Drive, just before our arrival.  Coincidence or divine destiny?  I believe the latter, from a God who knows the beginning to the end.

If you are single, and loves the Lord, be heartened today. God has that perfect one for you, like he had for me.

On the same day that I passed my FCC General Radio Operators License Test, which I had failed twice, God opened up our eyes. This was 1987.  We had been friends for a year and half. Now, we knew that God was calling us to marriage.  God knows how to open doors, and keep them shut. When you are in His will, He can move with blazing speed.

After three dates, we knew the calling to marriage and obeyed. Six months later we wed.   We were not in love when we married. We joined together in obedience to God.  The falling in love came after tying the knot, and it’s been fabulous.

I was thirty-four and Mary thirty-two. God had me in celibacy for nine years. I had come to Him at twenty-five. My life was so wrecked that it took Him that time to get me to where I could handle marriage.

I understand the loneliness of Christian singleness. My advice is that you become married to Jesus during the single years. Draw close to Him, and become filled with His intimate touch.  Most of your loneliness will leave. God brought Mary, when I was content to be single, even for the rest of my life. I was enthralled, filled and in love with God. I had forgotten about marriage, when my sweet Mary came.

I recommend, not to date, but wait for God’s one to come.  I have seen many a good Christian fall. The flesh is weak, and God knows that. The problem with falling is the devils condemnation which will last for many months and severely injure the Christian’s walk.

From the beginning, Mary and I prayed together.  Prayer is not simply talking to God. This prayer is about listening to God’s voice, His will, and then obeying.

We’ve learned the secret, that in all things always doing the will of God and laying ours down, everything, and I mean everything, turns out right. We have never gone wrong.  Those who know us will tell you that we have done many wacky and crazy things in the Name of the Lord. But like cats that are repeatedly dropped from a third floor, God makes us land on all fours.

God does not have two voices. He only has one voice. If a couple hears two things, something is wrong. This means that multiple agendas have not been surrendered to embrace God’s one agenda.  But this is the secret to a good marriage!  Always, and in everything, couples lay down your will, and embrace God’s.  He only has one voice and one will. Seek ye first the kingdom of God and all things that you want will be added to your life.

Always put parents, children, and families, second, to God and His will.  This sounds harsh, but it’s vital and true. I have seen many place families, and children before God and His will, to very damaging results. The Heavenly Father is loving, good and wise. If we put Him above all, He blesses our parents and children with the very best.

Finally, Mary and I are entirely honest with each other. We do not keep secrets. Good communication is critical. Talking things out and praying things through is crucial.

As for a family, God taught us to be a team. We have striven to do as much as possible together. Our children come before ministry. We let them find their own way with the Lord. We don’t ask them to copy our Christian walk.

I can say so much more.  Be encouraged today, as I thank my God for my lovely wife and my four wonderful children. God has blessed our 23rd anniversary by having our oldest, Lexy, who lives in NYC, spend the summer with us.

God is so great, if we always put Him first! You won’t go wrong.

On Our Anniversary: Some Secrets to a Great Marriage


This was written in May 2011

I sit behind this computer, a cup of blended pumpkin spice and peppermint stick coffee with me.

Today is Mary and my 23rd year wedding anniversary.

We have had a problem free marriage. By that I mean, unresolved issues.

We have never taken unsolved problems to bed.

We have never had an argument that was not resolved that same day.

Are we special; I don’t think so?

Am I perfect?  Just ask my children!

Introspectively, the key to our success has been putting God and His will always first.

We met in 1986 in church, after Mary’s return from the mission fields.

We became great friends but assumed that God had destined us for others.

Later, we discovered that God had our tracks cross several times.

Our paths intersected at North Beach Elementary School in 1962.

North Beach sat in the heart of Miami Beach. I attended there after leaving Cuba. There, I learned English. During the Cuban Missile Crisis, I ducked under its school desks.

Just months after leaving North Beach, little Mary also attended!

In 1977, my family moved from St. Croix, Virgin Islands, to Key Biscayne, Florida. My parents got a rental on Island Drive. I was to finds out that Mary’s family left Island Drive, just before our arrival.  Coincidence or divine destiny?  I believe the latter, from a God who knows the beginning to the end.

If you are single, and loves the Lord, be heartened today. God has that perfect one for you, like he had for me.

On the same day that I passed my FCC General Radio Operators License Test, which I had failed twice, God opened up our eyes. This was 1987.  We had been friends for a year and half. Now, we knew that God was calling us to marriage.  God knows how to open doors, and keep them shut. When you are in His will, He can move with blazing speed.

After three dates, we knew the calling to marriage and obeyed. Six months later we wed.   We were not in love when we married. We joined together in obedience to God.  The falling in love came after tying the knot, and it’s been fabulous.

I was thirty-four and Mary thirty-two. God had me in celibacy for nine years. I had come to Him at twenty-five. My life was so wrecked that it took Him that time to get me to where I could handle marriage.

I understand the loneliness of Christian singlehood. My advice is that you become married to Jesus during the single years. Draw close to Him, and become filled with His intimate touch.  Most of your loneliness will leave. God brought Mary, when I was content to be single, even for the rest of my life. I was enthralled, filled and in love with God. I had forgotten about marriage, when my sweet Mary came.

I recommend, not to date, but wait for God’s one to come.  I have seen many a good Christian fall. The flesh is weak, and God knows that. The problem with falling is the devils condemnation which will last for many months and severely injure the Christian’s walk.

From the beginning, Mary and I prayed together.  Prayer is not simply talking to God. This prayer is about listening to God’s voice, His will, and then obeying.

We’ve learned the secret, that in all things always doing the will of God and laying ours down, everything, and I mean everything, turns out right. We have never gone wrong.  Those who know us will tell you that we have done many wacky and crazy things in the Name of the Lord. But like cats that are repeatedly dropped from a third floor, God makes us land on all fours.

God does not have two voices. He only has one voice. If a couple hears two things, something is wrong. This means that multiple agendas have not been surrendered to embrace God’s one agenda.  But this is the secret to a good marriage!  Always, and in everything, couples lay down your will, and embrace God’s.  He only has one voice and one will. Seek ye first the kingdom of God and all things that you want will be added to your life.

Always put parents, children, and families, second, to God and His will.  This sounds harsh, but it’s vital and true. I have seen many place families, and children before God and His will, to very damaging results. The Heavenly Father is loving, good and wise. If we put Him above all, He blesses our parents and children with the very best.

Finally, Mary and I are entirely honest with each other. We do not keep secrets. Good communication is critical. Talking things out and praying things through is crucial.

As for a family, God taught us to be a team. We have striven to do as much as possible together. Our children come before ministry. We let them find their own way with the Lord. We don’t ask them to copy our Christian walk.

I can say so much more.  Be encouraged today, as I thank my God for my lovely wife and my four wonderful children. God has blessed our 23rd anniversary by having our oldest, Lexy, who lives in NYC, spend the summer with us.

God is so great, if we always put Him first! You won’t go wrong.