Look at the beautiful group of people I met at the convention!
The woman on my left side is the mother of the pretty girl you see on my right side and this pretty girl, Madison Wiese, is the founder of “Boyfriend Bears.”
A woman’s beauty and charm have a short shelf life. They expire before you even get a chance to introduce her to all your friends; families and co-workers.
But a woman’s internal beauty that only comes from the fear of God has no expiration date. It lives on!
So, before you let yourself fall in love, check the expiration date. ///
A4P Guest: I’m a 32 year-old married man. Before I got married, I was seeing one Christian girl. I was very much in love with her and all. Then I met my high school classmate on Facebook and began chatting with her. I had a crush on her when we were in 11th grade. Other than that, there was nothing between us. Then before I knew it, I began spending more time with this girl on Facebook than with my girlfriend. Then, to make a long story short, I lost interest in pursuing my girlfriend and continued my relationship virtually with my high school classmate and decided to marry her. At the time, she was living in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia and I brought her here to the US. We are now expecting our first child. The problem is, to my surprise, I am realizing that I’m not actually in love with my wife but with my ex-girlfriend. I can’t stop myself from thinking about my ex. I can’t take her out of my mind. She is a strong Christian. While we were dating, she didn’t even let me touch her body let alone sleep with her. My wife, the first day she came from Addis Ababa, she was willing to sleep with me. We were not married. I felt guilty about it but she didn’t feel a thing. I constantly think about my ex-girlfriend’s devotion to Christ and sincere faith. She influenced my walk as a Christian. Continue reading “I Let Go the Girl I love”→
When our daughter was a little girl, around three or four years old, the most exciting day for her was anytime I braided her hair differently than usual. She would look at herself in the mirror, and while admiring her beauty, ask: “Do you think my dad will recognize me?” I always responded, “I doubt it.”
