Children, The Blessing of God! Really?

AoweeAoweeAoweeAowee! We heard her cry!
What’s wrong Veronica?
Josiah hit me!
Why?
I don’t know! (with fake tears)……
Josiah! Why did you hit her?
Because she bit me! (with a winey voice), brandishing a large impression of teeth in his arm.

God tells us in Psalms 127  “Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward…Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them…”

Really?  He hit her, she bit him.  How is that a blessing?

Sometimes we do feel as though we have a full quiver of children, even to the point of overflowing!  And, it is at times like these that we do not feel very “happy” or “blessed” because of them.  Thankfully God’s word does not stop at that point in the Psalm, because I would have been stuck with the thought “Really?”  This Psalm goes on to explain one reason as to why having a quiver full of children is a real blessing to us.

“Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.”

So, one blessing of having many children in the days of King David, meant being able to work out difficulties with the enemy in your own gate…..before there is bloodshed.

Jesus said, “As you go with your accuser before the magistrate, make an effort to settle with him on the way, lest he drag you to the judge, and the judge hand you over to the officer, and the officer put you in prison. .” Luk_12:58

During this particular instance, as I started to process what the punishments were going to be for (1) biting, and (2) hitting, a guilty awareness suddenly arose up in my heart and I cried out….

“Lord, do I ever sound like this to you?”  “Owweeee!  God, they did me wrong!”

And that was when God brought that verse to my mind.  “Children are a heritage…Happy is the man who has a full quiver…”

So, as I pulled out my Bible and I read the verses in context, God started to speak to my heart.  And in this particular case, I started to feel guilty over the times I had complained about my fellow brothers and sisters.  There had been some other missionary friends who were doing ministry in a different fashion than I liked, and when our ministries over lapped, I found myself complaining to God.

The rest of that Psalm spoke of the children speaking to the enemies in the gate of the city.  I had let the enemy of bitterness and frustration enter into my gate.  And now, through this little interaction with Veronica and Josiah, God showed me the enemy who had entered my heart.  Through my children, that enemy of bitterness and frustration towards my fellow missionary brothers and sisters was quenched.  They had thrown water on the fire.

Here we are, walking in the way, in God’s way, and I had allowed the enemy to enter into my gate.  Sometimes, as God looks upon me, He finds me gnawing at my brother…or trying to knock down my sister.

It is so easy to get caught up with ill feelings towards my brothers and sisters in Christ when we are trying to minister along side each other.  It is in times such as these that we really need the Lord, and all that is required is to refocus our eyes.

Asaph speaks of this need to refocus in Psalm 73.  He says “Yes, the Lord is Good, but I almost fell when I took my eyes off of Him.”  The true goal is not to be focused upon the things here in the world, but upon the things of God in Heaven.  It did not change for Asaph until verse 17, when he”went into the sanctuary of the Lord.”

Let us also go into the sanctuary of the Lord.  May God use the circumstances of your life like He does mine, to ever teach us His ways.  May we always be sensitive to the leading and the teaching of the Holy Spirit.

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