"My mommy says Daddy doesn’t love her or any of us anymore. I heard my mommy crying all night last night."

Our 6-year-old visitor, ‘Katie," was distressed and trying to control her emotions.

"And I don’t think my Dad loves me either."

"Why don’t you think your Daddy loves you?" we asked.

She answered, "I tell him "I love you." He doesn’t say "I love you" back."

"It is not always easy to love those close to us. Bring love into your home for this is where our love for each other must start." – Mother Teresa.

I knew Katie’s feeling all too well. I’d broken into uncontrollable sobbing as my first wife and four older children drove away from our El Cajon, California home for the last time. My first marriage had just ended, and it felt as if my life had ended with it. Our four children were staying with their mother, and she was moving a thousand miles away.

Losing my family struck at the very core of my being. Deep, wracking sobs tore me. It felt as if every atom in my body was being ripped apart from itself. Emotionally, I felt as if I’d jumped off a skyscraper and broken every bone in my body, but somehow lived.

I’d seen no hope for saving the marriage. My wife and I saw everything in opposite ways. I could do nothing right. Stress mounted. My health was rapidly failing. Deep pains wracked my chest. Finally there was no avoiding the hard choice.

Afterwards, I hesitated going back to my church, because it strongly disapproved of divorce. But those Christians "loved their neighbor" (me) more than they hated divorce. They hugged, reassured, loved unreservedly, and never condemned. On my first Sunday back, the choir sang "through it all." The pastor’s text was "thou art the lifter of my head" (Psalms 3:3, KJV). So appropriate!

My emotions swung uncontrollably. At work I operated on autopilot. I’m still amazed I wasn’t fired. My pastor told me "don’t feel as if you’re any less worthwhile a person." Excellent advice, but my emotions wouldn’t listen! It took another person’s love (my present wife, Yvonne, who I met three years later) to finally begin healing me.

Through it all, I learned that, even when we fail, God loves us and can pick us up again. He is a God of love, forgiveness, and second chances.

Our families are our closest "neighbors!" And love does begin at home! (1 Tim. 5:4.)

"‘This is it!’ Adam exclaimed. ‘She is part of my own bone and flesh!’ ... This explains why a man leaves his father and mother and is joined to his wife in such a way that the two become one person." (Gen. 2:18-24.)

A pastor told us that Genesis’ word for "helper" means "strong partner." 1 Peter 3:7 agrees: husbands and wives are partners. "Remember that you and your wife are partners in receiving God’s blessings, and if you don’t treat her as you should, your prayers will not get ready answers."

When Eve persuaded Adam to sin, part of her punishment was that her husband became her "master" (Genesis 3: 16). Hosea prophesied that when Israel turned back to him, "She will call me ‘my husband’ instead of ‘my master’" (Hos. 2:16; also see the same words used in Rom. 7:4). A coincidence? Or might the same change take place in God-centered marriages?

Marriage means more than sex, more than children. Far more than having someone to help pay our bills, or to cook, clean, and mend. It includes companionship, love, laughter, warmth, vision, and meeting life as a team.

More Scriptures: Prov. 18:22, Eccles. 4:9-11, Mal. 2:15, Eph. 5:31-32.

"Your wife shall be contented in your home. And look at all those children! There they sit around the dinner table as vigorous and healthy as young olive trees. That is God’s reward to those who reverence and trust him." (Psa. 128:1-4.)

God has shown his love for my new family in many ways. But in our hardest trials he often did it through what St. Paul called the "gifts of the Holy Spirit" (1 Corinthians 12:4-11). Sometimes that simply meant apt words of encouragement from Christians who didn’t even know us. But often they were quiet, loving messages spoken through Yvonne with the Holy Spirit’s help.

Those messages began after she’d cried for God’s help at the altar of our small San Diego church. Later, at home, she began experiencing God’s presence in a new way. She’d feel warmth and a sense of being lifted up. Then, out of her spirit, she’d begin speaking quiet words she’d sense were from God, but which she seldom remembered later. Those "messages" contained only love, reassurance, comfort, and direction. Many went like this: "My children, I love you. I’m pleased with what you’re doing. Keep on. Don’t get discouraged. I’ll be with you."

God used those special "words" to assure my family of his presence and love in many difficult times when we might otherwise have given up.

Later we learned Paul called Yvonne’s "gift" "the "gift of prophecy," which simply means "speaking forth." Predicting the future may be its best known form, but isn’t one we ever experienced. Usually it’s given to Christians in church, where it follows much the same pattern God granted us at home.

Those "prophecies" always encouraged us. But my human mind sometimes wondered if they were just a little-understood part of Yvonne’s subconscious. Then one unusually detailed message came while we were building furniture. It told us to go to a specific hardware store near our home in Titusville, Florida, and buy one particular brand of orbital sander: no other!

We went. Yes, the store had the sanders – in the back room! They were just getting ready to sell them for the first time. Their initial order wasn’t even unpacked. Nor had advertising begun.

The clerk got one for us.

I asked: could Yvonne have known that? To me, the answer was clear. No, she couldn’t. But God had.

Jesus’ brothers first reacted to him with skepticism and disbelief.

"‘Go where more people can see your miracles!’ they scoffed. ‘You can’t be famous when you hide like this! If you’re so great, prove it to the world!’ For even his brothers didn’t believe in him." (John 7:2-5; compare with Gen. 37:1-11)

More Scriptures: Eccles. 9:9, Eph. 5:33, Col. 3:19, 1 Pet. 3:7.

For a touching example of love, read Gen. 24:67. For a poignant picture of the pain of not receiving it, see Gen. 29:31-35.

Surprise! The NIV Exhaustive Concordance only lists one passage that tells wives to love their husbands! "Older women must train the younger women to live quietly, to love their husbands and their children ... being kind and obedient to their husbands." (Titus 2:4-5, also read Eph. 5:33. Col. 3:18. 1 Pet. 3:1-6, and Ps. 45:11.)

Why only one? Perhaps because in Bible times many wives were purchased, not courted.

Such marriages are still common in some parts of the world. One of my board members once brought a Port Moresby, New Guinea newspaper back from a Pacific tour. It reported on a village council meeting which had set standard prices for brides.

As of then, when a villager wanted a virgin bride, he’d have to pay her father a set sum in cash and fixed amounts of livestock, such as cows, goats and pigs.

There were two "bargain" clauses. First, if the woman had been married once before, the price was only about one-third as high.

And, finally, "if she has been married twice before, she shall have no commercial value at all."

One of my staff responded, "The price should be higher. She’s experienced!"

After my divorce, I moved from San Diego’s suburbs to the Pacific Beach area. There I met a lady who became a good (though never romantic) friend. Two years later, when I accepted a job in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, she told me "My grandfather lives there. You could room with him!" She arranged it, and I did.

Her former boyfriend also lived in Fort Lauderdale. A few months later, they made up. She came back to Florida, and they shared an apartment. It didn’t last. They had a fight, and he moved out.

Then she asked if I’d move in. "It wouldn’t mean any sex," she said, "We’d just be roommates."

"Just friends" or not, it didn’t seem right. So I told her "no."

She took my decision well. But her grandfather didn’t! Angered, he tripled my rent. I couldn’t afford that, so I found a young man who needed a roommate, and moved.

Charles attended Coral Ridge Presbyterian Church, and often invited members of its young adult group to weekend dinners. I didn’t know any of them, so I usually went for walks while they visited. But one April night I had to finish my income tax, so I stayed and met his guests - including my present wife, Yvonne!

As we dated, we discovered she’d grown up in the same Chicago neighborhood I would have if my mother had lived. She’d worked in two Chicago banks, several miles apart, and my father had had accounts in both. She’d opened his account at one, and, after his death, closed it at the other. We’d probably seen each other once when he and I stopped at her bank, though we hadn’t met. And he’d been her cab driver.

And, shortly before we met, we’d each prayed "God, would you send me someone I can love?"

Were those simply coincidences? Or Providence? Is there a "right" mate for each of us? And is it possible we may only meet if we live the way God teaches?

In Matthew 5: 31-32, Jesus taught that anyone "who divorces his wife, except for fornication, causes her to commit adultery if she marries again, and he who marries her commits adultery."

Many Old Testament passages on divorce deal with slaves, virginity at marriage, or intermarriage with idol-worshipping nations. For examples, see Ex. 21.8, Lev. 21:7, 21:10-15, 22:12-13, Deut. 22:13-29, 24:1-4, 1 Chron. 8:8-10, Ezra 10:3, 10:16-19, Mal. 2:14-16.) These are harsh passages. Jesus also opposed divorce, yet he consistently taught love and forgiveness (for just two examples, see Matthew 5: 38-48 and John 8:1-11).

The original Greek texts of 1 Tim. 3:2 and 5:9-10 tell us that church leaders had to be "a man of one woman," and widows who wanted to work in the church must have been "a woman of one man."

Yet Paul makes compassionate exceptions:

Would Paul also allow divorce for abuse? I certainly believe so. If he allowed a couple to divorce because they differed over Christianity, can we seriously doubt he’d do so if the man beat her?

After drinking with his buddies, one of our neighbors came home and began yelling, punching his wife, and throwing her against the walls. Fearing for her, we called the police. After they took him away, we helped her pack and leave with her young daughters before the judge could release him. Finally she got a divorce.

God does touch us with his love, even after divorce. For me, the most painful part of that experience had been knowing I wouldn’t get to see my older kids grow up.

More than ten years later, while Yvonne and I lived in Orlando with our two young children, Bill Gaither’s Vocal Band came to our church. In mid-concert Bill placed a chair on the stage, pointed directly at our daughter Yvette, and asked "would you please come up here?" He sat her on his knee and sang a song – a song about a father who watched his baby girl be born, grow up, go to school, graduate, and get married. After each verse Bill sang "I’ll be there."

Bill didn’t know me, or my past hurts. But God did. And through Bill he seemed to say, "I love you. And this time it’ll be different."

It was.

Our youngest son was fascinated with model rockets. But the biggest rocket engine available in our town only burned for one second and just powered the rocket up 300 feet. Not enough! Solution? The Internet! Order one that burned 13 seconds and climbed 1,500 feet! Attach the engine to a 3-foot mailing tube. Much better!

Except that the parachute didn’t open! And the unchecked plunge back down from 1,500 feet meant a major rebuilding job!

He persisted. Finally it was ready. But, wisely, he decided that this time he’d do a "ground test" to be sure the chute would work. So he made a "test stand" out of several large rocks, which he placed in our apartment parking lot to hold the rocket firmly in place. Then he lit the engine.

It worked beautifully - for a few seconds. Then the rocket nimbly climbed over the rocks and skittered under our car, where it lodged below the gas tank. Our son raced for shelter around the corner of the building, fervently praying "No ... No ... No ... No!"

His prayer was answered – partly. The rocket freed itself from beneath the car and continued across the parking lot. This time it lodged under the engine of our neighbor’s pickup truck.

Back around the building’s corner! Now he added counting to his prayers: "9 ... 10 ... 11 ..."

The count reached 13. The engine stopped. The gas tank, the pickup, and the apartment building were still intact. A final prayer: "Thank you, God!!!"

Once we’d been driving across Colorado all day. My four older kids, still small, were competing to spot white horses. The prize was a wish. Near sunset, as we crossed a petroleum-drilling area near the Kansas border, my middle daughter spoke up: "I’m not going to wish on white horses anymore. I’m going to wish on oil wells!"

Our kids’ insights can amaze us. Yvonne once decided to decorate a home-made dresser with ceramic tile. We then lived 15 miles from Mexico, so we went to Tijuana for the best selection. As we drove back up the freeway away from the border, my middle son spoke up: "Dad, do you know what we just did?" My mind blanked. He explained: "We’re an American family, right? Well, we just drove a Japanese car to Mexico, bought Italian tile, and a German tile-cutter!"

We even love our children when they make us look for holes in the floor. Yvonne once discovered my "height/weight ratio" was wrong. That evening Yvette, Bill, and I entered our neighborhood grocery store. Always-friendly Bill spotted a cashier he knew. In a voice that positively echoed back from the rear of the building, he shouted "Hey! My Dad‘s 20 pounds overweight! He has to go on a diet!

When my wife and I began looking for agates, jaspers, and quartz crystals, we took our young children. When we Iearned to pan for gold and gems, they did too. When we saw pronghorn antelope, deer, elk, moose, wild horses, beaver, eagles, red-tailed hawks, and horned toads, so did they.

Bill and I once watched several dozen elk trot across the road ahead of us. Another time, we all gently eased the car through a pack of wild horses standing directly on our track. They edged aside so little we could easily have touched their bite-scarred sides out both windows!

While Bill and I worked 400 feet above a desert valley, a band of wild horses eyed us, then trotted away out of sight. As we stood to leave, I glanced up at a small hill just above us. All along its crest were the horses’ eyes, ears, and foreheads, just peeking over the hill, watching us, clearly wondering who we were, why we were there, and whether we meant to hurt them.

Those experiences helped the kids mature into the thoughtful, caring, adults they’ve become.

"Live so that when your children think of fairness, caring and integrity, they think of you." - H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

When my father left home for college, he never returned. He didn’t see any of his family for over 20 years, nor his mother for more than 40!

His reasons? He’d felt he was raised with harshness instead of love, both in his family and church.

A depressed, suicidal young woman once told me, "In all the years I attended church, I never once saw any love! The only thing my church ever did for me was to make me feel as if I could never be good enough!"

What a shame! Discipline is needed at times, but love is always necessary! Discipline may deter us from becoming what we shouldn’t, but love helps us become what we should. Radiant love plays a great role in helping our children grow into mature, balanced, fulfilled adults. If our home and church aren’t filled with love, we should ask why – and seek it!

Scripture teaches parents to balance love and discipline:

One neighborhood where we lived was full of dysfunctional families. Several had one mother, three children, three different fathers, and a still-different boyfriend. One mother, who worked at a strip club, was an alcoholic and a drug user. Our son Bill often babysat her children. When she came home, the first two questions her five-year-old would ask were "Mommy, are you drunk?" and "How many drinks have you had?"

We took him and his brothers to church with us. But when he told his mother he’d asked his Sunday School class to pray for her, she was furious. She never let him come any more.

Wild animals train their young too – but it can take time.

My family loves to see one of America’s most beautiful animals, the pronghorn antelope. Pronghorns are strikingly colored, can run 60 mph, and are unexpectedly fun-loving. They often "pace" our car, running though the sagebrush beside us. Then they’ll accelerate, angle across the road ahead of us, and "leave us in the dust," as if laughing at the "slowpokes."

And once we saw a pair do something truly incredible which their fawn tried unsuccessfully to copy.

That day, along a back-country road, a pronghorn father, mother, and child appeared. As usual, they raced us. But this time they turned and headed at full speed towards a nearby barbed-wire fence. I watched, expecting them to jump. They didn’t even try! One after the other, both deer-sized parents simply ran directly through the fence, right between two wires, never appearing to touch either one, never slowing. I was incredulous. They couldn’t have done that!

The fawn seemed to think "They did it. I can too." And it tried. But it hit the fence so hard it bounced straight back, landing flat on its side in the sage. Apparently unhurt, it jumped up and ran along the fence looking for a way to follow its parents.

Even today, I tell myself "No. They absolutely couldn’t have!" Yet I saw it. And I wonder if the baby finally learned its parents’ skill.

More Scriptures: Gen. 37:3-4, Prov. 29:15, Jer. 31:20, Lam. 3:27; 1 Tim. 3:4-5, Heb. 12:5-11.

There are many more Scriptures about how to treat our parents than our husbands, wives, or children! They tell us to act in love toward our fathers and mothers; respect them, honor them, listen to their advice, and support them financially.

"Honor your father and mother, that you may have a long, good life in the land the Lord your God will give you." (Exod. 20:12)

More Scriptures: Lev.19:1-2, Deut. 5:16, Ruth 2:10-12, Prov. 1:8-9, 4:1-6, 4:10, 6:20-24, 13:1, 17:6, 20:7, 23:22-25, Matt.19:16-19, Mark 10:17-19, Luke 2:51, 18:18-20, Eph. 6:1-3, Col. 3:20, 1 Tim. 5:3-4.

Aren’t you glad today’s laws aren’t that strict?

More Scriptures: Exod. 21:15, Deut. 27:16, Prov. 15:5, 19:26, 20:20, 28:24, 30:11-14, Ezek. 22:7, Matt. 15:1-9, Mark 7:10-13, Rom. 1:30, 1 Tim. 1:8-9, 5:8, 2 Tim. 3:1-2.

John the Baptist’s call included reuniting parents and children:

Various forms of the word "brother" occur almost 800 times in the Bible. "Sister" is found more than 100. But most of these verses refer to fellow Israelis, Christians, or human beings; very few to siblings.