Every marriage has a beginning, but not every
beginning has God. My story starts with a parable
my father told me, one that took me more than
20 years to fully understand. He said, marriage
is like discovering a beautiful house in the
middle of a vast forest. A man walks by, sees
the house, and he's immediately drawn to it.
Something about the beauty, the warmth, the laughter
inside, makes him want to enter. But the moment
he steps inside, he realizes three things. The
door only opens from the outside. The windows
are sealed shut. The house is warm, even uncomfortably
warm. And still, the couple living inside is
joyful. My father looked at me and said, if you
want your marriage to endure the heat, you must
know the foundation. The foundation of marriage
is not romance. It's not compatibility. It's
not desire. The foundation is God. Unless the
Lord builds the house, those who build it labor
in vain. Before I asked my wife to marry me,
I asked God. I prayed, I fasted, I waited. I
waited until the Holy Spirit opened my eyes,
until I heard in my spirit, she is the one. And
because God started it, God sustained it. When
storms came, when winds blew, when rain beat
against our marriage, It did not collapse because
it was built on bedrock. A strong marriage is
not built on feelings. It is built on a foundation
anchored in God's purpose. Lord, guide our marriages.
Be the foundation beneath our feet. Let your
spirit lead every decision we make. Because you
promised, the blessing of the Lord makes rich
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