So we went to Naples. Discovered Genesis LOVES the "pecina." That's pool in Spanish. I love spending time with my family. I also love working and completing projects and brainstorming and imagining, "what if.....?" Before we left, I must admit I had some secret thoughts of getting some work done on vacation.
A friend told me the day before we left, "Don't even think about this place (work) when you're gone. Be a slave to your family." I love spending time with my family, but those words, "Be a slave to your family" stuck in my head the whole time we were gone. When I had opportunities to look to my interests, I heard my friend, "Be a slave to your family." When I wanted to do something more me-centered and less us-centered, I heard that voice, "Be a slave to your family."
Now here's the deal. In the process of being a slave, you become a bond-servant. What's that? Yea, a bond-servant. One who is a slave by choice, and loves it. That's what we are, husbands. Bond-servants to our wives, bond-servants to our kids.
Whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake will save it (Luke 9:24).
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