Under her arm she'd wedged three boogie boards strapped together in a clumsy bundle, an enormous rolling suitcase nipping at her heels. She looked tired-but-happy as a trio of giggling children, each pulling a miniature rolling bag, asked endless questions: "How long till the plane comes? Where's the bathroom? Will Daddy get here in time?"
When Daddy finally came into view, the children jumped for joy and Mommy's smile widened ever so slightly. Made me think of Scripture again:
"Children are an heritage from the LORD;
and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man,
so are children of one's youth.
Happy is the man who hath his quiver full of them . . . . "
~Psalm 127:3-5
Some believe there's a limit to how many children a family can responsibly bear. I don't find that line of thinking in the Bible. God says to be fruitful and multiply . . . to trust Him and leave the matter of providing for needs to Him.
My husband and I only had the privilege of raising two children. But when I look around at larger families, I can't help but smile at the prospects of large family gatherings around their holiday tables for generations to come.
"Thy wife shall be as a fruitful vine by the sides of thine house;
thy children like olive plants round about thy table."
~Psalm 128:3
If you grew up in a large family, what were some of the advantages and disadvantages you experienced?
