Wandering Archer

Sometimes I used to wonder at the prospect of more children with the way things are going in the world right now. One day I was sitting and reflecting, wondering if I am crazy to want many more children during such increasing darkness.  I mean, didn't Jesus say, "What a terrible time it will be for pregnant women and nursing mothers"? 

Then why do I want more children so deeply, so surely?   Is it just me?  But I really sense the desire for more children doesn't originate from just me.

Then it occurred to me that it is not crazy for a warrior to desire and to request more arrows during a time of war. This is exactly how I feel about children. The psalmist said, "Sons who are born to a young man are like arrows in the hand of a warrior; blessed is the man whose quiver is full."  But these children aren't MY arrows; they belong to God. I am just the bow.  Yes, this is a great honor and delight!

(Part of my name actually comes from an old Germanic word for yew, from which bows were made.)


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