The Productive Wife 1: Submit? No thanks!

SUBMISSION is a difficult word to swallow for most women. Maybe they think submission means that their freedom to think, speak or make decisions will be taken away when they get married. Maybe they feel that they become less because they have to “obey” their husband. Maybe they’re afraid to relinquish control to the husband. It’s natural for us women, especially strong women, to raise an eyebrow when we are told that we need to “obey” somebody. Like when we need to give our license at the guardhouse of a private village — we get annoyed right? Haha. I know I used to. But I eventually learned that it’s better to just abide by the rules instead of fighting against it. I eventually learned and accepted that that practice is good especially when it is done in my own village. I want my home and community to be protected too.

Anyway, I think part of the struggle is the wrong notion that the husband becomes the wife’s boss. Being married for nearly 12 years, I can say that marriage is about teamwork. Between the two of us, there is no boss, only a leader and teammates. I may not be the leader in our marriage but I am a valuable teammate. I am consulted, I can assert myself, I can share my thoughts and ideas, I am free to be myself, I am respected and well taken care of. King is my leader AND teammate. We work together. We support each other. Even our children are our teammates, and daddy is the leader (though we have told the girls that daddy’s the boss hehehe). I have a strong personality, but honestly, I do not want to be the leader of our family. The responsibility is just too huge and way too heavy. I appreciate that King is ahead of me, the first into every battle. He leads, he serves, he provides, he protects. Whether the battle is heavy or light, short or long, easy or difficult, he goes first, ready to lead and ready to DIE for those who are behind him — ME and the kids. Ready to win and ready to lose. Committed no matter the length of the journey, no matter the outcome of each battle.

One of the reasons I married King is because I trust him. We have the same faith, we have the same values. We may be different in personality and how we accomplish things, but our desires and our goals are similar. It is not always easy, but it is also not hard to let him lead because I know his heart. I trust that he has a strong, personal relationship with God, that he listens to and obeys God. I believe that he makes decisions not to serve only himself, but to serve the whole family. So instead of fighting against his leadership just because “I’m a brat and it’s my way or the highway”(yes many women are like that and are oddly proud of it), I cooperate with him and do my part to support him. Instead of thinking that I’m smarter, I’m wiser, I know better, I can share my insights AND listen to his insights. Instead of insisting on what I think is best (because sometimes, not always haha, we women are right), I can exercise my faith by praying for King and waiting on God.

There have been occasions when I had gone ahead of him, but thankfully they were of no consequence. They were minor. Major decisions are always done together. Just the same, King is not perfect. He makes mistakes as I do. When mistakes are made, we forgive, we learn, we wisen up and do better. Neither of us is the boss, but we both have a boss in the Person of Jesus. As long as He remains the boss, there is peace in our home.

I admit, it is easier to submit to a husband who is godly, to be supportive to a PRODUCTIVE HUSBAND. But how we are as a wife should not be dictated by the kind of husband we have. Just as we hope that our husband’s love and leadership is not dictated by the kind of (imperfect) wife we are. It should be dictated by our faith in a loving, faithful, limitless, miracle-working, good God. It should be dictated by our commitment to God and to our husband. It should be dictated by our desire to obey God. It should be dictated by the hope that we have for a growing, healthy, and godly marriage.

BY THE GRACE OF GOD, we CAN BE godly, PRODUCTIVE WIVES. We can choose to see the best in our husband. Believe in him. Get down on our knees and pray for him. Be faithful to him. Honor him. Be patient with him. He has a lot on his plate too. Love him. Be humble. Submit to his leadership. BE A BLESSING TO HIM.


Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything.

Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. Ephesians 5:22-28

The wise woman builds her house,
    but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down. Proverbs 14:1


my dating life

My husband and I have been teaching in our church’s marriage preparation seminar called Before I Do for the past few years, along with our Family Ministries pastor Ptr Chico and his wife Maryanne and with our Kids Church pastor Ptr Carlo and his wife Lea. It’s an opportunity given to us that I consider such a privilege. First, we get to share our lives and impart to engaged (and some newly married) couples. We get to be candid about our marriage, about the things that God has been teaching us and the things that we are still struggling with. We get to show them, hopefully, that marriage is a picture of God’s grace. We get to point them to Jesus, that though we can do our best to try to meet each other’s needs as husband and wife (that’s our topic — his needs, her needs), only Jesus can truly complete us and perfectly meet each of our needs. Second, I get to teach with my husband. It’s like a working date for us. Well at least last night was. There have been times in the past when our kids would be waiting in the office for us, one of them would pop into the room while we talked about something sensitive, or I’d have to run out to tend to a crying infant.

Yes, a “working” date. Spending time together while serving. Maybe it’s the fact that we get to do something meaningful and fruitful together. Maybe it’s the topic. Maybe it’s the passion we share in reaching out to singles and teaching about relationships. Maybe it’s our desire to help young couples have great, God-honoring marriages. Maybe it’s the joy in knowing that we are obeying God (I do not like public speaking but this is where God has placed me). Maybe it’s the hope for a better future for each family represented there. Maybe it’s seeing God’s work in their lives. Maybe it’s all of that. And I just really truly enjoy teaching with my husband. 🙂

Having three kids can be tricky in terms of going out on dates, but it is something we need to fight for. Many months back I could remember our two older daughters complaining that their dad and I went on dates. They’d complain that it’s unfair that we leave them or say that they are not loved as much. Yes, daughters are many times overdramatic (weren’t you? hehehe). There was a time that I got so frustrated because I felt I was being condemned for wanting to spend quality time with my own husband! Ridiculous, right? Haha. But it’s true. We had to teach our daughters that they ought to be happy that their parents are taking good care of their marriage. They should be thankful that their parents prioritize their relationship. We had to assure them that we are taking care of our marriage not only because we love each other but because we love them.

Sometimes King calls and tells me to get ready for a quick date in the nearby mall. Sometimes we take a quick meal after a meeting we attend together. Sometimes I initiate it. That IS one of the perks of being married heehee — I don’t have to wait to be asked; I can do the asking. One day last month, I think we went to the supermarket with our eldest to get stuff she needed for school. When we got home, to King’s surprise, I told Danae that she can get down so that Daddy and I can go on a date. I had no real plan, but I wanted to take advantage of the availability of my mom’s helper to watch the kids. I was also surprised by Danae’s chipper attitude, as she said, “Okay, go. You kids have fun.” Haha. Finally, they’re on board! Noelle doesn’t complain anymore either. Gianna sometimes cries when I go, but she gets over it quickly. It’s not very often anyway. Once every two weeks at best. Going on a trip without the kids is the next goal haha. King dreams of whisking me away for a few days away from home, but for now, we will settle for quick getaways and a few stolen moments (hahaha #mganakawnasandali, #cheesy!). 🙂

How blessed am I?

How blessed am I? I’m married to a man who loves Jesus… a man who honors his father and mother… a man who loves, leads, and provides for his family… a man who loves his children through his time, words, and actions… a man who honors and serves his mother-in-law… a man who has answered God’s call to love, lead, serve, disciple and pastor God’s people… a man who enjoys working with a team and does not mind doing the dirty work… a man who has great creativity, foresight and has a gift for pioneering… a man who is loyal, faithful, reliable… a man who is patient and forgiving… a man who makes people laugh… a man who is simple and down to earth… a man who loves to cook… a man who enjoys traveling… a man who is active and fun-loving… a man who can move, groove and make it look good… a man who truly enjoys life…

Yes, I am very blessed! But not only for the reasons you think.

I am blessed because my husband is NOT perfect.

Because he is not perfect, I have less reason to put him on a pedestal and make him my idol, and I have more reason to depend on, seek, trust, and surrender to God. Because he is not perfect, I get to learn, adjust, exercise my faith, and grow in character. Because he is not perfect, I “get a pass” on my own bloopers and blunders and get encouraged to do better next time. Because he is not perfect, I learn to be grateful and love him even more for his wonderful qualities. Because he is not perfect, I get to watch him grow and learn from him. Because he is not perfect, I have a front row seat to God’s glorious work in and through his life. Because he is not perfect and I am not perfect, I learn unconditional love — to give it, to receive it, and to be completely amazed at God’s ability to lavish it on His children.

Because he is not perfect, I am incredibly blessed.

Happy birthday babe! I love you. I see how much you love me with all you do for me and our family. Thank you and may the Lord richly bless you with the desires of your heart! 🙂IMG_8703.JPG

Guardians of the Family

A little late and no, I have not seen the movie, but see what I did there? Hehehe. I thought this title apt because of how our older daughters are so protective of us. Many times I don’t feel the need to ask King where he’s been and with whom, well mainly because I trust him, and because my daughters are usually way ahead of me. Sometimes they ask out of curiosity, but when King comes home late, sometimes Danae asks to make sure her dad didn’t do anything inappropriate (which to her mostly means spending time alone with another woman). Her tone and her sigh of relief give her away. She’s been aware of adultery for quite some time now (though she has no actual reason to be concerned, neither in the past nor in the present, at least not in our family) and we always reassure her that Daddy and Mommy love God, love each other and love them too much to hurt our family that way. We also urge her to always pray for us. I tease King that he needs to answer not only to me, but to our daughter who seems to be more strict than I am haha.

I thought Danae was only protective of her dad, but I’ve seen how she is protective of me too. We were watching How to Train your Dragon 2 in the cinema last year, and I was seated between her and a man. She, Noelle and King were on my right. the man was on my left. I was 7 months pregnant with Gianna. First she offered to switch seats with me. Of course I declined and told her I was okay. I would rather be the one to sit beside the stranger. She seemed uneasy because she would look in my direction and ask me if I was okay. She confirmed her worries when I asked afterwards. I thanked her for her concern and King reassured her that he was watching over me too.

Noelle surprised me a few months back as well. It was a tight squeeze in the hospital elevator, and Noelle put herself between King and a woman. I was about to tell her to come to me where there was more space, when she mouthed, “I’m protecting Daddy.” I nodded and quietly relayed the message when King was also about to tell her to go around the stroller. We let her be and King thanked her.

Last week, while walking in a mall, I caught Noelle looking at King, after which she said, “Ok good, he looked away.” There was a huge storefront ad with a woman in her undies. Noelle was checking if her dad looked at it, and I’m pretty sure she was ready to tell him to look away if she had caught him doing so (not that King has a habit of looking haha). Just the other night at a video store, she warned King not to look at the music video that was showing a scantily clad girl.

Our children watch us constantly. They watch what we do with each other as husband and wife, what we do with them as their parents, what we do with and around other people. They watch us even when we’re not aware of it. They expect no less than us practicing what we teach them (such as remembering boundaries, and protecting our minds and hearts by wisely choosing what we watch, read and listen to). They hold us to the same standards we hold them to. They are always always watching.

And it is a blessing to know that though they watch us to see if we walk the talk and hopefully only follow our good example (obviously we set bad ones too), they also WATCH OUT FOR US. They are like our guardians, our watchmen. They don’t just watch us make mistakes, they warn us against making them. They remind us that they care and therefore we should always also take great care of each other and our marriage. I always tell our girls that we are a team — we help each other out, we work together. That’s exactly what they’re doing being vigilant children. They’re helping me and King keep our marriage secure and our family intact.


A very old pic, but perfect, don't you think?  haha.  little guardians of our family. :)
A very old pic, but perfect, don’t you think?
little guardians of our family. 🙂

Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. 1Peter 5:8

Be on guard. Stand firm in the faith. Be courageous. Be strong. 1 Corinthians 16:13

Our Sweet Danae

So we celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary last week. But before I share how we celebrated that, I want to share what happened on our 9th anniversary.

It was a busy day. The kids attended their friend’s birthday party in church early afternoon, and King and I had a couples thanksgiving event to attend in the evening. We didn’t have any separate plans to celebrate our anniversary that day. Little did we know that our eldest daughter was working out an impromptu surprise for us. Well actually, she did say she had a plan to surprise us hahaha, but how and what her plan was exactly, we didn’t know. The idea came to her only as we walked into church!

So as we were getting ready for the event, Danae told us to stay in King’s office and only come to the conference room when she said so. My friend Merlee covered my eyes and Ptr Carlo covered King’s eyes as they led us to the room (this is according to Danae when I asked her, because I don’t remember that part anymore haha). When I opened my eyes, our friends (those she was able to gather, or more like force haha) were there to greet us a happy anniversary! There was cake and a written out program!


Surprise!!! :)
Surprise!!! 🙂
My sweetheart :)
My sweetheart 🙂





the cake! :)
the cake! 🙂
check out the prizes! haha :)
check out the prizes! haha 🙂
the script for Danae and their friend Julio :)
the script 🙂

Our friends told us that Danae told them (everybody she saw in church) to come to the surprise party. She asked help to buy cake. She wanted a big cake but I guess she didn’t realize that she needed more than the 200 pesos she had. My friend Lea accompanied her to the cake store. They told us that Danae made sure there were plates, forks and table napkins. It was a short “party” but it was the sweetest thing ever. I love how she really wanted to do something nice for us, and I love how our friends accommodated her. I was close to tears at her thoughtfulness and determination.

This year, Noelle woke me up with her greeting and later on showed me her sweet card.

super love the spelling! :)
super love the spelling! 🙂

And Danae wanted to sort of recreate the surprise candle lit dinner I did for King on our first wedding anniversary but we didn’t have an opportunity to because King already made plans. He took the whole family, including my mom and his parents, to dinner at one of our favourite restaurants, Alba’s. We ordered our usual chorizo bilbao, gambas, paella, salpicao, and my favorite, lengua. Their trio also, as usual, serenaded us with spanish music, but when they could not grant our request for That’s All, which was the song to our first dance (at the wedding; we’ve danced together before that, for church heehee), they sang John Legend’s All of Me. Oh what a beautiful song. I’ve always appreciated that song, but now it’s one of my faves. I’m claiming it as ours, our tenth anniversary song.

After dinner, we had dessert at, wait for it, Jollibee. Hahahaha. We met up with King’s sister and his family there, and I discovered that I like their ice cream with kisses mix-in dessert! Then we stayed at the park behind Jollibee, while the kids played and did a photo shoot.

Although it’s pretty usual for us to eat at Alba’s on special occasions, or to have dessert at Jollibee, or play in the park, it was still extra special. It was our tenth anniversary, it was our first time to spend an anniversary with our parents, and it was our first time to celebrate an anniversary with three children. God is good, and I am incredibly blessed. 🙂

happiness :)
happiness 🙂


“But at the beginning of creation God ‘made them male and female.’  ‘For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife,  and the two will become one flesh.’ So they are no longer two, but one.  Therefore what God has joined together, let man not separate.” Mark 10:6-9

Many a man claims to have unfailing love, but a faithful man who can find?  The righteous man leads a blameless life; blessed are his children after him. Proverbs 20:6-7

Ten Years Today

I have not posted anything in quite a while, but today deserves this break, possibly the break, from my hiatus. Today King and I celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary. I didn’t think it would be such a big deal, but you know what, IT IS. Today is a milestone in our lives. Ten years. By the grace of God, we have been together ten years!

So many memories! I was just telling Danae the other day that on our first wedding anniversary, when she was nearly a month old, I prepared a candle lit dinner on our living room floor. King and I faced each other while she laid on a thick blanket beside us. I can’t remember what I cooked but I remember the candles and the white blanket. Too bad we didn’t have a proper camera back then. No pictures!

Oh our wedding. I remember the things that went great and things that went wrong. I don’t remember the food except that I dropped my pumpkin soup spoon on my dress hahaha. And my dad, who was so excited. He interrupted our first dance so we could take a picture with relatives! And he grabbed the mic from me to share his excitement, and then to tell our guests what kind of brat I am (or was), hahaha.

One of the things we learned from our leaders even then is how important it is to build memories. And travelling has been one of our favorite things to do — instant memories-builder! Every trip we take becomes a special memory. Mine and King’s first travel experience while we were engaged was for Campus Harvest in Baguio. That was memorable, especially because we had a fight hahaha. The next one was a road trip to Pangasinan with my childhood peers, right after which King and I joined my family in Baguio for a road trip to Ilocos. Of course, our first trip as a married couple was our honeymoon in Camiguin. Because I spent my childhood summers in Cagayan de Oro, it was not my first time there, but it was King’s. Since then, we’ve visited the island a few times — once when Danae was a baby, another time when Noelle was a baby (my cousin’s wedding), and a couple more other times. And to keep with tradition, it will be Gianna’s turn pretty soon. God-wiling, we will continue travelling as a family, and one day hopefully in the near future, King and I will be able to go on the much awaited trip by ourselves.

So many lessons too! We are the first to admit that our marriage is not perfect. We have our own issues — some we have overcome, others we are still working on. I thank the Lord that neither of us gave up on the other. There was never a talk about leaving or taking a time out. I am grateful that God is not done with me yet. Let’s just say that though I have a long long way to go, I’ve come a long way hahaha. We have endured difficult times together, and yes, we have endured each other’s annoying habits. We are continually learning to forgive and love unconditionally, to serve each other, to communicate better, to work as a team, to enjoy what we have, to be better parents. I thank God that I have a partner who refuses to “know it all.” He is always willing to learn and grow with me. Thank God we are surrounded by godly men and women who care about us, whom we can count on not just for friendship but for wise counsel. Our own parents’ marriages are examples to us as well. King’s parents are still happily married, enjoying their ten grandchildren. And if my dad were alive, he and my mom would still be happily married, enjoying their five grandchildren.

Ten years today. Ten years with the love of my life and my best friend, who is fast asleep on our bed. Our older daughters though battling cough and colds, are asleep on their beds. The baby is asleep on me. I’m typing with one hand, my shoulder and arm are about to go numb, I have unfinished work, I’m sleepy and hungry at the same time. BUT ALL IS RIGHT IN MY WORLD. Thank you Lord for King. Thank you Lord for three beautiful daughters. Thank you Lord for ten beautiful years. 🙂

Statement 1 or Statement 2?

I posted this question on my Facebook page almost 2 months ago. I was starting to share my answer too, but then it became too long to be a comment. I decided to post it here instead.

On girl-boy relationships.
Which statement is more true for you, and why?

1. It’s worth it because this is forever.
2. Even if it’s not forever, it will be worth it.

I received quite a few answers and different explanations, so thank you. Thank you for sharing, and thank you for opening my mind to your perspective. I know that your answers were personal, and I respect all your opinions. Allow me to share my personal beliefs as well, based on my past experiences, my current situation, and my hopes for the future.

First, I want to clarify that when I say forever, I mean “till death do us part.” I know that there is no such thing as forever (here on earth anyway) because we all die. When I posted the question, I was thinking about relationships and marriage. 🙂

I choose statement number 1.

Boy-girl relationships should not be taken lightly, should never be entered without the future in mind. If I were my immature, delusional, romantic young self, I would choose statement number 2, not thinking about the future but merely ENJOYING THE MOMENT. And God knows that’s what I did before. I convinced myself that it was worth it because I was “happy.” I would also always convince myself that we had a future together, as if that made our relationship justifiable (so maybe I would’ve also chosen statement number 1, having this mindset). But did I consider the consequences? Nope. All I cared about was me and what I wanted. Hind sight is clearest in this matter because it’s done, already in my past. I had no relationship with Christ. I exercised no restraint, no wisdom.

Was it worth dishonoring my parents? Was it worth adding further damage to an already faulty family relationship? Was it worth all the heartache and the drama of being deceived, two-timed, used, neglected, ignored, or unvalued?  And not only heartache from the BOYS I was in relationships with, but the heartache of feeling so alone in my family because I pushed them farther away? Was choosing a boy, any boy over my family worth it? Was it worth doubting my own self-worth and losing my true identity? Was it worth the unnecessary pain I caused my husband as he discovered my past? Is it worth the fear I sometimes feel, dreading the possibility that my children will reap all that I have sown?

I say NOT. Those temporary relationships were not worth it. I learned much from my experiences, and I now clearly see the goodness of God because of them, but, no disrespect to the people involved, they were not at all worth it. It’s true what they say — experience is not the best teacher, the Word of God is.

I became a Christian at 24 years old, quite fresh from a devastating breakup. Through discipleship, I learned to see myself the way Jesus does — someone of great value and worth, someone unconditionally loved and accepted. I learned that it is Jesus who completes me, no one else. I learned to forgive. I learned to repent. I learned to humble myself and allow God to restore my relationship with my family. I learned to stop obsessing about marriage or romantic relationships, and focus on my relationship with God. I learned to enjoy my friendships, and to exercise the right boundaries. I learned to guard my heart, and keep myself from entering relationships that I was not sure were from the Lord. I learned to seek His will for my life and wait for His timing. I learned to allow Him to write my love story.

Now that my waiting is done and I am married to the man God created for me (yes, I really believe that, albeit sounding still delusional haha), I believe that everything is and will be worth it because this is it. God orchestrated this and I chose to participate. I made this commitment to my husband and to God, that I will do whatever it takes on my part to make our marriage work. All sacrifices, hardships, even heartaches will be worth it because it is the will of God that I am here in this marriage. I choose to obey God — to honor Him, to honor my husband, to honor our marriage. King is worth it. We are worth it. God is worth it.

All things between us are well at the moment, but nothing is perfect. Anything can happen in the future. Though there are situations, deal breakers in my book, that I have seen first hand among people I know and love, I cannot live my life in doubt and in dread. I choose to hope in God, to hope for the best in King. My hope is that King and I will remain in God, so that we can continue to be faithful to each other. My hope is that we remain vigilant in taking care of each other, in protecting each other and our marriage. My hope is that when we make mistakes, we will always choose to forgive each other and choose to continue to love each other as we do now. My hope is that he and I will constantly be on the same page about our family and our marriage as the seasons of our lives change — that we will both hold each other with such high regard, with such value, importance, and priority, and continually honor each other as husband and wife.

All the time, energy, effort, diligence, forgiveness, love and commitment I give today, despite conflicts and challenges, are worth it. Worth it now and worth it in the long run, because I believe in US. I believe that King and I are forever, and I believe that it is worth investing in forever.

Our 9th Wedding Anniversary 1

We celebrated our 9th wedding anniversary this month. King and I had a short date on the day of, while the girls were in their SPARKS class. We revisited Almon Marina, a restaurant where King laid his intentions for me, asking me if I would agree for us to get to know each other better. I thank God for preparing me the day before (yup, you read it right, hahaha — click here for the story), and for orchestrating it so cleverly — God really got me, that I just knew it was right to say yes.

A friend of ours asked me what it felt like to be married for 9 years. I just shrugged, laughed and said I didn’t know because we are so comfortable with each other. Then I said WE’RE COMFORTABLE BUT NOT COMPLACENT. I was surprised by my own words, that I even came up with that answer. But it is the truth.

I am so comfortable with King. We share everything, and I am never afraid to tell him or show him anything. I can be myself. I can always be truthful. I can trust him. He is the same with me. Maybe even too comfortable, haha.

AND YET, I am not complacent because as wonderful a man as he is, he is not immune to temptation. I am not complacent because I know I am not immune to temptation. We cannot be complacent because as happy as we are in our marriage, it is not perfect. We are both flawed, and we need to take extra care so that the TRUST between us is intact. We SELF-GOVERN, maintaining our boundaries with other people and respecting each other’s comfort level when relating to others. We look out for each other and pray for each other. We strive to be on the same page, especially on being parents, constantly realigning ourselves to the word of God and with our goals and desires. We go out on dates. We talk. We remain intimate with each other. We laugh. We play together. We work together. We give each other space. We encourage and support each other. We surprise each other. We go on vacations.  We appreciate one another and constantly express our love for each other in words and in deeds.  We do our best to honor each other, but when we don’t, we admit our mistakes and we forgive each other. We choose to REMAIN IN JESUS because all good fruit comes from Him. Without Him, we can do nothing.

We have been together for nine years, but we are not foolish to think it takes less work to keep our marriage strong and solid. We are growing more and more comfortable with each other, but we remain vigilant with this great gift God gave us to be stewards of. And by His grace, we will still be singing the same tune by our 50th (or 60th?) wedding anniversary. 🙂


and said, ‘For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh’? So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate.” Matthew 19:5-6

Wives, submit yourselves to your husbands, as is fitting in the Lord.

Husbands, love your wives and do not be harsh with them. Colossians 3:18-19

“I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. John 15:5

Courage of A King

If there is one thing I want to tell men — youth, single and married alike — is that they ought to be men of courage.

We all know that courage is not not being afraid, but going ahead and doing something despite the fear and despite the challenge.Courage after all, stems from faith. How courageous one is, is directly related to how great his faith is.

I have been seeing many youth stepping up lately. Young men who used to be the poster boys for “worldly christianity,” who have left their old ways and old relationships, and now are obeying the Lord.

I have been seeing single men stepping up, acting on their faith to pursue the woman they had been praying for and exercising great wisdom to remain pure and holy before the Lord.

I have been seeing married men stepping up, being vigilant and staying committed to their wife and their marriage. I have even been seeing married men who have made mistakes, but are stepping up to keep their family intact and restoring their relationship with their wife.

In fact, I have been seeing courage firsthand.

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Eight Years!

King and I celebrated our 8th anniversary with the kids at Marciano’s in South Mall tonight! We ordered Fight Night, composed of a salad, 2 appetizers, lasagna, and a-14 inch pizza. Simple celebration, yummy food, grateful for eight years of highs and lows, successes and failures, joys and sorrows, breakthroughs and struggles. Eight years of LOVING and LEARNING. 🙂

Happy anniversary, Babe! Thanks for dinner! I love you! 🙂

This is post #8 for 8 wonderful years! Check out post #7 here!

Hudson Prawns
Eight years!
Marciano’s Signature Salad
14-inch Bandel’s Margherita Pizza
Joey Tribbiani’s Meat Lasagna
Donnie Dresco Calamares
Still tired from our trip, but grateful for our family!

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