| In 1978, this sentence came 
								out of a man with the voice of a lion, he always 
								spoke with a roar, but in the Brookshire’s on 35th 
								Ave and Peoria, after a mid week service at 
								Sweetwater Church of the Valley. The speaker, 
								Benson Idahosa from Nigeria got the attention of 
								everyone in the place when he asked me that. He had just come from a 
								service and was sitting next to a laughing 
								Pastor Glenn Foster when he said it. He led with 
								the comment, “Pastor tells me you are looking 
								for a wife." (paused as he looked me in the eye 
								as if I was his next meal.) Then with his 
								“preacher voice” He spoke: “She is not here yet, 
								WILL you wait?” He did tell me that by not here, 
								he meant not in the state of Arizona. He offered 
								no hint as to a timeline.  The Answer was easy. Yes, I 
								would wait. Pastor Foster and I had become good 
								friends. I met him in 1975, my senior year in 
								high school. My first visit to the church with 
								the twisted palm trees and dome buildings (now 
								Pure Heart) was an amazing experience. Inside, 
								above the doors to the auditorium were the 
								plaques that read “Temple of Praise.” I became the photographer 
								for Pastor, shot at the services, took the 
								family portraits of he, his wife Darlene and son 
								David, which they gave to members for Christmas. 
								Took any pictures they needed for the 
								Miracle Living Magazine and books. I was at 
								Sweetwater three to five days a week.  During that time I got to 
								meet some of the greatest men and women in the 
								world, all gospel giants. Richard Wurmbrand, Mr. 
								Pentecost-David Du Plessis, Corrie ten Boom, the 
								list is too long to mention all of them here. 
								Then there were the bands and singers 
								from Doug Oldham to Andrus, Blackwood & 
								Company and more. I had traveled with him on 
								church crusades. It was on a trip to South 
								Albany, Oregon when I learned how to use a 
								“radar detector”, how to switch drivers without 
								pulling over. It was also where I saw the power 
								of the Holy Spirit go before Pastor even as we 
								drove through the streets and passed some 
								working women, they would start yelling vulgarities at the 
								van as we approached and drove by. The Van had 
								no markings on it. Just the Word living in it. 
								At the First Assembly church I watched as people 
								were healed, delivered, restored and had new 
								hearts and lives created in a building where the 
								pastor did not believe in healing.  During the time he 
								counseled with me I told him that I wanted to 
								know who my wife was before I saw or met her. By 
								the time we met in 1979, 7 people had told me 
								they met my wife. One, Arturo actually told me 
								he had met his wife and he began to describe her 
								to me. When he talked about her smile, I told him, no, she is the woman I will 
								marry. The Lord did give me a 
								strange word, he said not to tell her she would 
								be my wife, just become her friend. Dana is the 
								pastor in our family; she arrived after studying 
								and graduating from Christ for the Nations. I 
								found out later that she had already decided to 
								reject any man that told her “God said she 
								would be their wife.” Who knew….  
								 We became best friends. 
								Working together in youth groups and children 
								groups. We were married in 1980, on October 24th 
								in a dress she and my sister custom made from 
								pictures she had let me pick for dress designs. 
								At the time, I was working full time in 
								photography, shooting weddings, sports, 
								portraits so she acted like she wanted advice on 
								how wedding gowns looked from my perspective. 
								Yep, I actually thought it was business related, 
								it’s a guy thing.  All this time, I thought I 
								knew what I was doing, what I wanted. Six years 
								ago God reminded me, that he had given me the 
								desires of my heart. In answer to a prayer I 
								prayed when I was six or seven. A child, being 
								cared for by the Creator of Heaven and Earth. So 
								loved that he selected my wife for me, protected 
								her heart and brought us together, from 
								different places. Encouraged by a man visiting 
								from Nigeria.  Dana, you and I both agree, 
								we are not each other’s source of joy or 
								happiness. But I have to say, if you are a 
								sample of the Magnificent Love our Lord and 
								Savior has for us, I can’t imagine what that joy 
								will be like. Our daughter was a miracle, you 
								were not able to give birth. Now she is married 
								to the man God set aside for her and we have an 
								amazing granddaughter. 
								Two years ago the doctors said you had 
								little hope to live.  We did what we have always 
								done since we became friends. We took it to the 
								altar, God provided the rest. His grace is 
								enough. I thank God for his Mercy in not giving 
								me what I deserve. He gave me, us his best. It 
								was always your smile, in it I saw true love….
								 It seems like I said a lot 
								to get to Happy Anniversary. But Babe, without 
								all the men and women of God that prayed for us, 
								with us. There would be no us. I could have gone 
								out and found a wife. Nothing wrong with that. 
								Only God could have given me your heart to share.
								 We had three pastors 
								preside at our wedding, a threefold cord. I 
								still remember when Pastor Jack Durant and we 
								met at a bible study in 1997. He was shocked, he 
								said he married a lot of people and we were the 
								only ones that “stuck.” 
								Pastor Foster is with the Lord. The 
								third. Larry Brown is serving God in some of the 
								most dangerous places in Mexico and South 
								America.  I Love you, treasure you 
								and want to be with you to help Baby K raise her 
								kids. |