I love little shoes
I love little dolls;
I love little trucks
I love little balls.
All these little objects
Scattered here and there,
Mean that little people are running everywhere!
And what could be more pleasant
Or bring me more delight,
Than morning baby giggles
And sleepy hugs at night?
When I’m feeling fussy
At the smudges on the pane,
I place my hand against the print,
And wish they’d stay the same.
Some people go to work each day
And build skyscrapers grand,
But the Master-builder helps me build
the kind that forever stands!
Kelly Crawford
Kelly Crawford
Hello! I’m Kelly and I’m glad you’re here. I’m a wife and mom, just like you. I get it. I know how hard the days can be, and how you might feel like you’re spinning your wheels or that no one sees or appreciates your work.
Leave the Big Stuff up to God
“I was an accident.” Have you ever heard someone say that? Oh, it just sends pains through my stomach to hear it. Of course the speaker is referring to the fact that his parents didn’t “plan” for his birth, or didn’t expect it, for whatever reason. And worse than hearing someone say it of themselves, I’ve even heard parents say it referring to their own child!
Life is no accident. Never. In the worst of circumstances–rape, incest, adultery, fornication–the life itself, even born out of every possible evil, is never an accident. We are so smug to think that WE create life. Isn’t that really the underlying problem? If we think we create children, then it is OK to prevent them. Either way, it’s our decision.
But, we do NOT create life, and therefore to purposely prevent it is like, well, did you ever see the movie “Back to the Future” where the characters were able to manipulate circumstances in order to change the future? That’s what I think of when I think of preventing children. If you could lunge into the future, and look at things if we let God control life, it would be so vastly different than it is now.
Or, pick up an old photograph–let’s say one of all the men who were at the signing of the Declaration of Independence. Then imagine taking birth control and its accompanying philosophy of children back to that era. Now take your eraser and begin rubbing out all the men who would be gone. Scary. Leave the big stuff up to God.
The following are a few of the Scripture references we base our conviction about children on:
“It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves.” Psalm 100:3
“Children are an heritage of the Lord, the fruit of the womb is His reward. As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that has his quiver full of them…” Psalm 127:3-5
“…yet she is thy companion, and the wife of thy covenant. And did not He make you one?…And why one? That He may seek a godly seed.” Malachi 2:14,15
“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
“Be fruitful and multiply…” various places in Scripture
As believers, we desire to have the heart of God; to love what he loves, and hate what he hates. His heart is clearly stated in Scripture regarding children…desire them, receive them, and rejoice in them. It’s the opposite message of our culture. Birth control certainly does not embrace God’s philosophy of children. It certainly does not speak of “olive plants around the table” and fruitfulness and multiplying. Are we friends of God or friends of the world? Our worldviews will be reflected in the life choices we make.
Oh what I would have missed!
I’ve had more time this week to really look into the faces of my children (we’ve all been sick, so we’ve spent a lot of time sitting and looking at each other!). Every one of them is SO very different…there’s the exotic-looking one with Asian-looking eyes (even though I nor my husband are from Asian descent…)–people say she looks a bit mischevious. Then there’s the little boy who looks like me, only the second of all my six children who look like me, and he just smiles with his whole face. My “quiet one”, with the most incredible clear, blue eyes, able to melt me with just one sweet look. My older daughter who I share so much with. My seven-year-old son who is the most artistic and inventive little thing I ever saw. And the baby…head chocked-full of black hair…she is beautiful.
They are all so wonderfully unique….I think a lot about how easily I could have missed them. Early in our marriage, we figured two children was just fine…that way we’d be normal. If we had stuck with the original plan, OH the joy I would have missed! These little people would not be here! And that knowledge is so overwhelming to me, that it confirms in my heart how sacred a thing life is–too sacred for me to tamper with. Only the Almighty One can possibly know the intricasies of life that mesh supernaturally with each human who is born. Only He knows who they will become, or what they will accomplish, or just the simple joy they will bring to a mama’s life. THANK YOU LORD for causing us to realize that every child is indeed a gift from your hand.
Birth control is as common a term now as “housefly.” But it hasn’t always been so. Margaret Sanger had her work cut out for her when she first launched the campaign to make it a common household term. Birth control serves one purpose: to prevent children.
Many will argue that birth control itself is a neutral entity, with neither good or evil intentions. But I challenge you to think about something. The only thing anyone ever wants to prevent is something unpleasant. We have preventative medicine to ward off illness. We try to prevent heart disease with excercise and diet. We do all that we can to prevent catastrophes, tragedies, financial loss, etc. I submit to you that birth control could have never come to be an acceptable practice until someone convinced us that children were in some way “negative” and in need of preventing.
For the Christian, it should startle us to think this over in light of what the Lord says about children (blessing, gift, heritage, happy is the man that has a bunch of them, etc.) If we believed the Bible, and thus believed that children were a real-live gift from God, would we have a shred of audacity to try to prevent them???
What must it do to our Father’s heart every time one of his treasures it turned away from the very people that call themselves children of God?

I’m never as bold in the moment as I am later, when I replay the situation. When the lady at the grocery store finds out that yes, they are “all mine”, and that I have one on the way, I’ve already handed her a paper bag, but I’m never bold enough to answer her comments.
“Do you know what causes that?” (Well, OBVIOUSLY.)
“Do you want more?” (Her tone makes it sound like she’s referring to hemorrhoids, rather than children.)
And although I would never be rude enough to probe into her private sex life (“So, what form of birth control do you use?”), I simply smile and say that I love children, and leave her looking dumbfounded.
But here’s the thing that gets me. The lie that has been propelled about the need to prevent children is SO powerful, that we have completely forgotten how absurd the act really is. Let me paint a picture: I go to the doctor and the following conversation ensues…
“Doc, I have this problem. I’m a very busy lady, but I keep having to interrupt my schedule to use the restroom. Oh I’d say I have to stop every three or four hours.”
Doc answers. “Well, you know that your body is designed to operate that way, for your own health.”
“Yeah, yeah, but it’s ANNOYING. I need you to just snip my urethra.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Just cut it!”
“I’m not just going to cut it!”
“Ok then, is there a pill that would keep me from urninating?”
Do you see where I’m going with this? The scenario I just described is ABSURD. But a woman is drilled or made fun of for not impairing her reproductive system. We were designed by the Master Creator, just as He desired. Why do I have to explain something that my body does naturally, just because someone chose to intervene with her body? If anyone should have to explain anything, the burden of proof should lie on the one who medically altered her body. Medical technology is to be used when we are broken. Not to break us.
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