They say that I am crazy for letting you be born,
But one look at your angel face makes crazy all the scorn.They say we can’t afford you–that you’ll need a lot of stuff,
But your pudgy cheeks remind us that our God is big enough.They say it’s strange–eight kids so far–and ask what’s wrong with us,
How could we know that proof of married love would cause this fuss?God’s Word tells me He made us, so when they look at you,
I’ll tell them not to ask me why, because He made you too!Kelly Crawford
large families
Latel
y I’ve been catching myself listening to conversations–many of my own–with different ears, and I am aghast at what I hear. We are supposed to be in an “economic recession”, and I understand for many the very real difficulties that brings, and yet I keep comparing our lives to those in other countries where owning a computer would seem like winning the lottery to us.
I mean, isn’t it all about perspective? My dad was recounting a missionary’s biography and the description of a typical family in the area where he lived. He said,
“To get a picture of how they live, imagine getting rid of every item in your house–everything–even the food out of the pantry. Then turn off the power and water. Then move out into the shed in your back yard. Then get rid of your shoes–none except the head of the house could afford to wear shoes–now you’re close. There may some left over potatoes starting to ruin for dinner.”
Now even though that is extreme, it is real. And there is everything in between, with Americans being pretty much on the top of the social scale–the richest in the world, no matter what your current situation.
And I complain daily about something as trivial as the switch on my hair dryer being broken, or my computer being too slow, or my hair being too–whatever my hair is 😉
It’s shameful. And then I hear someone say “we can’t afford more children”, and it breaks my heart. It sounds noble to say it, but taking a different look, doesn’t it just reveal the depth of our selfishness? And my selfishness, when I say “we can’t afford to give”, whatever the need is?
Americans–the richest people in the world. Could our prosperity possibly have made us the most complaining, the least hardy, and the greediest people in the world?
And to wrap the whole thing up in tragic irony is the idea that somehow our children will be better if we give them more things, more opportunities, more fill in the blank. We all know deep down that often it is the very thing that makes them worse! The only thing that makes them “better”–and we’ve seen it proven!–is more of our time, more of Jesus, and more of simple living.
Thinking about taking a mission trip during Christmas…
Susanna Wesley: A Mother to Admire
(Susanna Wesley, mother of 19 children, nine dying in infancy.)
During a year of absence, her husband having left temporarily over a minor dispute, Susanna wrote to him:
“I am a woman, but I am also the mistress of a large family. And though the superior charge of the souls contained in it lies upon you, yet in your long absence I cannot but look upon every soul you leave under my charge as a talent committed to me under a trust. I am not a man nor a minister, yet as a mother and a mistress I felt I ought to do more than I had yet done. I resolved to begin with my own children; in which I observe, the following method: I take such a proportion of time as I can spare every night to discourse with each child apart. On Monday I talk with Molly, on Tuesday with Hetty, Wednesday with Nancy, Thursday with Jacky, Friday with Patty, Saturday with Charles.”
Susanna Wesley’s “By-laws”
There were several by-laws observed among us, which slipped my memory, or else they had been inserted in their proper place; but I mention them here because I think them useful.
1. It had been observed that cowardice and fear of punishment often led children into lying till they get a custom of it which they cannot leave. To prevent this, a law was made that whoever was charged with a fault of which they were guilty, if they would ingenuously confess it and promise to amend, should not be beaten. This rule prevented a great deal of lying and would have done more if one in the family would have observed it. But he could not be prevailed on and therefore was often imposed on by false colors and equivocations; which none would have used (except one), had they been kindly dealt with. And some, in spite of all, would always speak truth plainly.
2. That no sinful action, as lying, pilfering, playing at church, or on the Lord’s day, disobedience, quarreling, and so forth, should ever pass unpunished.
3. That no child should ever be chid or beaten twice for the same fault; and that if they amended, they should never be upbraided with it afterwards.
4. That ever signal act of obedience, especially when it crossed upon their own inclinations, should be always commended and frequently rewarded according to the merits of the cause.
5. That if ever any child performed an act of obedience or did anything with an intention to please, though the performance was not well, yet the obedience and intention should be kindly accepted; and the child with sweetness directed how to do better for the future.
6. That propriety be inviolably preserved and none suffered to invade the property of another in the smallest matter, though it were but of the value of a farthing or a pin; which they might not take from the owner without, much less against, his consent. This rule can never be too much inculcated on the minds of children; and from the want of parents or governors doing it as they ought proceeds that shameful neglect of justice which we may observe in the world.
7. That promises be strictly observed; and a gift once bestowed, and so the right passed away from the donor, be not resumed but left to the disposal of him to whom it was given; unless it were conditional and the condition of the obligation not performed.
8. That no girl be taught to work till she can read very well; and then that she be kept to her work with the same application, and for the same time, that she was held to in reading. This rule also is much to be observed; for the putting children to learn sewing before they can read perfectly is the very reason why so few women can read fit to be heard and never to be well understood.
From the journal of Susanna’s son, John Wesley
A woman who understands her real power…
In the midst of diapers and dishes, sometimes it helps to gaze into the future and remember that these little people are men and women you’re raising–a heritage from the Lord.
“The commandment to “be fruitful and multiply” the Krishevsky family follows quite closely.
Rachel Krishevsky got married to her cousin, Yitzhak, just before turning 19. The couple brought seven sons and four daughters into the world. In accordance with haredi custom, Krishevsky brought up her children to see children as a great joy. Her children subsequently adopted her outlook and produced 150 children of their own.
These 150 children continued the commitment to be fruitful and multiply and themselves had no less than 1,000 children. From here, the lineage continued even further, and Rachel Krishevsky was blessed with a few hundred great-great-grandchildren.
Rachel Krishevsky died at age 99 on Saturday surrounded by loving descendants.”
One of her grandchildren said about her:
“Grandma was a God-fearing woman her whole life, and her door was always open to the homeless and poor near the market who were looking for a place to eat,” added the grandchild.
“She knew the entire book of Psalms…”
(From y-net news)

Raising children who do their work cheerfully (or at least without grumbling) and have a heart for serving is a big deal to us. I think it should be a big deal to any Christian family. But children usually don’t just “serve naturally.” None of us does, though some possess more of a gift for serving.
In addition to teaching our children that “Christ came not to be served, but to serve”, I think we must be proactive toward developing that characteristic, especially in a culture where “others first” is so foreign. Below is a portion of an article I wrote for Homeschool Enrichment Magazine about raising children who love to help:
The Power of Words:
“The words that you speak to your children will largely impact the kind of children they will become, and the character they will develop. “As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he.” It is up to parents, to guide “the thinking of the heart.” Words are your most powerful weapon in shaping the thinking of your children. Let me give you an example of something I might say to help my children develop a heart for serving :
(Stop what I’m doing, and kneel down, looking into the child’s eyes…) “I just saw you pick up the toys that you got out. Do you know what a blessing that is to me? When you help like that, your little sisters and brothers see you, and then they want to help. What you just did was so responsible and diligent. I am so proud of the way you are a part of this team.”
Of course we affirm our children just for being who they are; but there are practical steps to building their character.
What about a child who struggles with being a “team member”? These children need extra amounts of praise, and sometimes discipline for their lack of cooperation. But I try to look especially hard for small steps in the right direction, and then just make a really big deal about it. You will be amazed at the difference it makes!
Another thing that works well as you praise their efforts, is to point them out to the other children, and later to their Dad. Sometimes I stop and say, “Everybody come look at ______…she is doing such a great job washing dishes!” And then I may turn to the child and say “I am so glad God gave you to us…you are a gift!”
A point to be made about the power of words, is that you can completely change a person’s habits by speaking about him the way you wish he were. Not lying, mind you, but taking every tiny opportunity to speak in a positive direction. Sometimes, if a child is struggling with completing tasks in a timely manner, I will just say one day, “Wow, you are so fast! You really got that job done quickly!” And it instantly sparks the desire in them to be more efficient.
It is all about expressing through various ways, that your children are valuable, that they are an important part of your family, that they are significant. Everyone wants to feel like his existence is meaningful; it is your job to communicate that. The tendency is to wait until they are older to communicate such things, but that is a mistake. You must begin at a very early age expressing your deepest appreciation and love to them. I think, tragically, this is one of the missing elements of modern families. Because each member is involved in his or her own pursuits, there is little time for the members to feel like they belong together, working toward a common goal. They all have different friends, different schedules, different interests. I fear that much of the rebellion Christian parents are experiencing from their children is related to the lack of “ties” among the family members.”
So it helps me to remember, as I go throughout my day, that this time-consuming but important job of building character through reminder, praise, correction and family ties is worth it.
I got such an encouraging email from one of my readers, I wanted to share it to encourage you. Haven’t we all been here a time or two? Is not this our battle with the powers against the darkness? If Satan can’t get us to neglect our homes altogether, he will try to discourage us to the point of being unfruitful. That’s why we must renew our minds, take every thought captive, and cry out to Him who is able to sustain us!
From Terry…
“I have been very discouraged in the Lord and homeschooling. Just weary and tired. Snapping at the children, not living my life with abundant joy. No time for the Word or quiet time spent with the Lord. All came to a head yesterday afternoon – a friend called and I just broke. Told her how I have been feeling (wanting to quit homeschooling – although knowing that is NOT an option), house not in order. She didn’t try to fix things – just listened and prayed for me and told me she was committing to pray for me for the whole day. Finished my day still sad and discouraged. Did not sleep well at all. At about 1am my husband finally went to sleep on the couch because I was tossing and turning all night (uncomfortable with my big belly).
At exactly 6:00 am on my alarm clock I heard a loud audible (I was in a hazy sleep) voice say, “Terri”. I jumped out of bed and came to living room because I thought my husband had called me. He was fast asleep. I walked around the house a couple times to figure out who called. I went back to my room and sat on the bed and then that still small voice inside me beckoned me to spend time with Him. I was overwhelmed!! I was in a yucky place, not seeking the Lord and yet He reached out to me and called me to Him and comforted me. I made some hot tea and sat on the couch so I could spend some time in the Word. He led me to Psalm 51:12-14 “Restore to me the joy of Your salvation, and uphold me by Your generous Spirit” . The words were all new, fresh and written just to me. Then the next verse “THEN I will teach transgressors Your ways, and sinners shall be converted to You.” I have been striving to do all in my strength, thinking a better chore chart or schedule or whipping the children into shape would fix all my problems. I need His generous Spirit to uphold me. I wake up feeling behind and then shove the kids with “school” – math, phonics, science. And yet, I am their school. They are learning of me – THEN I will TEACH transgressors (yes, unfortunately that describes some of my children) Your ways!!!
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> I look to so many other things to fix my discouragement – charts, lists, new curriculum and yet He is my hope!!”
When Motherhood is Stressful
Being a wife and mother at home is HARD…can I get a witness? I’ll never pretend it’s not. Some days seem to flow rather seamlessly into the next, and other days are full of those “you’ve got to be kidding me” moments.
You know the days…
You’re changing the baby’s poopy diaper when you hear glass shatter on the floor. You must run because you know the other children are barefooted. “Get out of the kitchen everybody!” while you go get the broom. The phone rings. You let it ring this time, but make a mental note to check the number and call back. Another child screams from downstairs–not a “help, I’m dying” scream, but a “he took my baby” scream, so you know it needs dealt with but has to wait in light of this glass emergency. “Here, can you finish sweeping?”, you hand the broom to the oldest.
The scream downstairs was actually, “He threw my baby in the toilet” scream, so you begin to fish. “Where’s the baby?” You ask. Not THE baby, but the next baby up 😉
“Oh, she’s playing in her room“. Oh good…you can relax a bit and take care of business. Oh my word, the other baby’s on the bed without a diaper! (You know what that means.)
You remember that the seven-year old needed help with her math problem, so you hurry to diaper the baby…the other baby, the one playing sweetly in her room? Well she was, except she decided to dress her baby doll…with all the clothes out of her dresser.
Maybe it’s a bit of exaggeration, maybe not. But I didn’t even mention the gourmet meal you must prepare, the shower and sprucing up you’ll do for your husband (c’mon ladies), the phone calls, the appointments, the music lessons….
Now that I think about it, it takes nerves of steel to do this job! Last night, sitting in our living room, I heard the faint sound of the 2-year old dragging the kitchen chair up to the counter to retrieve a cookie. My husband was completely unaware. Now this is not an insult to men…but God gave them a special ability to tune things out, I think. He asked her, “Where did you get that cookie?” And I said, “You didn’t hear her dragging the chair?” He grinned and shook his head. I said, “That’s it…I have sensory overload. I hear everything, I see everything, I smell everything…”
But I said all that to say this... yes, motherhood is stressful. But in the midst of the chaos that can be LIFE, we simply MUST nurture the relationships in our home. How we relate to our children and our husbands is paramount! It is so easy to let the frustrations, the “overload” squelch our daily joy, but with a little concerted effort, we can demonstrate to our families the peace of God that transcends understanding.
Do what you have to do…deep breath, a walk outside, whatever you need to keep the right perspective, do it. Relationships are not built in the scheduled “family time” you lay aside; they’re made in the small moments all throughout the day. How you answer each other, whether you stop to listen and look each other in the eyes, a tender touch on the back or face or arm, all those reassurances that tell them, “I’m on your side, and I love being with you”.
Satan is roaming the earth, seeking whom he may devour. He would like nothing else than to destroy our families through the little subtle ways we can neglect our relationships. Remember the song? “It’s a slow fade.” Families don’t crumble in a day. But “greater is He that is in you than he that is in the world“.
A few of my simple stress busters…what are yours?
- Smile. Whether you feel like it or not. Force yourself to wear a big smile for a few minutes and it will change your countenance.
- Sing. A silly song if you have to 😉
- Tickle. This works well especially if the children are grumpy too.
- A funny video. I have been known to look up our favorite comedians on youtube for a quick stress relief–we all gather around and laugh.
- A walk.
- Prayer. Pray specifically for those around you who are suffering. That will bring things back to perspective in a hurry.
Jesus had to get away and rest every now and then, from all the people pulling on him. But he returned quickly, with a renewed vigor to serve.
Two Children are a Heritage From the Lord (After That, You Should Know Better)
Will you please allow me a little rant? Yes I know about love and grace and kindness, but does that really bar my right to get agitated?
The pastor sitting beside me as I waited to get my hair cut was a talker. I mean big time. You should know, by the way, that I don’t “jump” to tell people I have 8 children anymore. Not because I’m ashamed of it…maybe it’s more of my weariness of the cliches and attempts at making me feel ashamed for my convictions.
So he’s really chattering, to me, and to my 7-year-old about the baby who’s sleeping in her seat. And it finally comes up–the number of siblings. His response? (Grabs arms of his seat on either side and leans forward…) “ARE YOU CRAZY?” Did I mention he was a pastor?
Rolled off. Smiles, answer with my own cliche...”No, I’m blessed.” Another day.
Then yesterday, at the Thrift store, a lady I recognize. Oh, she’s a lady that frequented our home often when my mother used to cater a monthly meal for The Gideons. You know those people who do the wonderful work of spreading the Word of God? She had already bumped into my mom. So she says, when she sees me…
“I hear you’ve got number 8 in that cart?” Now, most people who see someone they know whom they haven’t seen in a while say things like, “Let me see that new baby?” Or even more simply, “How have you been?” Not this time.
“Yes ma’am”, I say.
She replies, “Don’t you know what causes that?”
OK, here’s the thing. That question is as tired as jelly shoes and twist-a-beads. (You’ll only know what that is if you grew up in the 80’s.) If you feel the need to make a joke, could you come up with an original one? And one that isn’t so, well, embarrassing to yourself? And, if you’re a Christian, at least try to hide the fact that you don’t believe children are really a heritage from the Lord.
And really, consider how insulting this “joke” is. Do you really think this is a subject to which my husband and I have not given a serious amount of thought, prayer and research? All that intensity of thought is dismissed by your stupid question.
(Honestly, I think I’d rather have someone just be truthful and ask me why I don’t use birth control. Because the question she asked clearly reveals that she is not even open to another take on the issue and probably hasn’t given it much thought at all beyond the assumption that if everyone else is doing it so should we.)
I really must start answering more creatively to this question. It just begs for its own response.
Maybe a blank stare? A tedious description of the reproductive process? (“And I think that’s the way it works, am I right?”)
Maybe a reminder that God did not say,
“Children are a gift from Me…well, for the next 6,000 years or so. But after that, you brilliant people will come up with a way to stop them from coming. The easiest way will be with a pill that often causes mood disorders, weight gain, nausea, abdominal pain, cancer and sometimes even abortion. But don’t worry about those, this is my will for you, I just forgot to mention it when the Bible was written. And when people make rude comments about your sex lives (which I created), you should be ashamed. I mean, anyone with a brain should be on birth control.”
So, still trying to figure out how to respond to this awkward question.

The way we perceive the blessing (or non-blessing) of children makes every difference in the way we understand all the work, sacrifice and joy that surrounds them.
When people see our large family, we get the gamut of comments. Often though, you can hear concern for the older children–especially for the oldest–as they assume that surely it must be drudgery for her to have to help take care of them all. And, this might be a natural conclusion IF you have a jaded view of the blessing of children.
But if you recognize children for the gifts of life that they are, then the very real work that comes with those gifts–from helping Mom during pregnancy and throughout recovery to helping a sibling learn to tie his shoe–is not drudgery, but is a normal part of life that happens to be accompanied by great joy.
I see this phenomenon with my oldest daughter as we have brought our eighth newborn home. Never have I seen a “child” so carried away with her sibling. She is positively enamored. She fidgets until baby has slept long enough that she can wake her. She coos at her constantly, calling her “Little Miracle”. She looks up from Ellia’s face into mine and says, beaming, “I can’t wait to have my own…do you think we’ll be pregnant together?” 😉
All this from a 15-year-old who has had to take up some serious slack over the last few months. And she did it willingly, never questioning or feeling sorry for herself. To her, this is life with meaning and purpose. To her, what’s a few extra chores compared with the incredible gift of a new life in the house?
She has been asked many times–you can hear it in their voices–“Do you have to help take care of all these kids?” She can’t get over their tone. She can’t comprehend that they don’t feel the joy she feels, that the “work” (God forbid we actually work in this life) she does is just as normal a part of her life as the work anyone else does, and she understands the eternal aspect of it to boot!
(And apparently, people can’t believe she actually has a life of her own–that is, plenty of time to pursue her loves and interests, to work on her music, to read, to write, to be with friends, to hone her photography skills, to milk the cow (she loves it), to walk in the woods…)
Just a neat perspective I’ve been observing since we came home. And I can’t count how many times she has said, as we sit down to eat, “Our table is full now…(pause, big smile…) Guess we’ll have to build a bigger one!
It’s all about perspective. “Don’t feel sorry for her“, Missus in the grocery store; she actually enjoys it now, and the eternal reward is yet to come!
Take My Life
Copied from the archives
How do we reach the lost? Is evangelism more of the way we live instead of which programs we’re implementing in the church?
If so, “How should we then live”?
That is a prevailing question these days. And there are folks all over the spectrum with their answers.
“We must be culturally relevant.”
“We must be set apart.”
The liberal Christians blame the conservatives for being too “narrow” to reach the lost. The conservatives blame the liberals for being, well, too liberal.
What’s the answer?
I have been thinking of some fundamental truths to the Christian life. Truths that are being squelched. Truths that need to be resurrected and relived among believers. Truths that would turn this world upside down for Jesus if we could get it. At least that’s my opinion ![]()
To draw people to God, we must be like Him. We must look like Him, talk like Him, act like Him and think like Him. Jesus did. He was “about His Father’s business” in every part of his life. So in order to accomplish that, we must know what God is like.
God is a God of order, beauty, grace, humility, faithfulness and creativity. How do those traits affect our living? Have we grossly underestimated the power of being “image-bearers” in our daily lives?
Marriage.
Our marriages are supposed to be the living, breathing example of Christ and the church. Ephesians goes into great detail about how this looks. God is faithful, our marriages should be faithful. Jesus doesn’t leave the church; we shouldn’t leave our spouse. Jesus is the head of the church, our husbands are to be head of the family. The church reveres Christ, the wife should revere her husband. Christ washes his bride with the Word, and so our husbands should wash us with the Word.
It is one of the most tragic, sickening, downright inexcusable blunders that pastors are not standing in their pulpits preaching this picture of marriage. Yes, he will offend those who have had divorces. But that’s not really his problem. How can we say to the world “Come look at us! We are the picture of Christ and his Bride.” And then have to explain why our divorce rate is just as high.
Children.
God loves children. I’m not going into a birth-control debate here, there’s plenty of that elsewhere on this blog. But the fundamental thing is that if God loves children, His people ought also to love them. I’m sick of hearing believers say things to me that is not compatible with what God says about children. If God is God, and He is sovereign, and He ordains life, and He calls children a blessing, then I shouldn’t be required to explain my birth control practices to you if you are a Christian. I’m sorry, I’ve just had enough.
Dress.
Here’s the thing…God is a God of order, beauty, grace, creativity, humility and design. Does my dress reflect that? If I am a woman, do I delight in exuding grace and beauty and modesty? That is really the call of the believer, and there is a lot of room for diversity there. Those characteristics transcend the latest trends, and are “culturally relevant” all the time.
Work.
“Whatever you do, do it heartily as to the Lord, and not unto men.” Whatever you do. John Piper said, “If you’re a Christian who digs ditches, dig straight ditches.” There should be an excellence about our work! We should work better, harder, more loyally, more cheerfully than anyone else.
Gifts/Talents.
Same as above. God has given us all unique abilities and gifts. How tragic if we do not use them for His glory! By the way, people often think “That means for those people who sing, they need to be singing solos in church”. Maybe, or maybe not. Let’s be careful to not confuse “performance” with “use” of our gifts. God isn’t interested in how well we perform for applause. Would I be just as content to let Him use my voice as I sing softly in the night to a sick baby? What are your gifts? Share them with others. With hurting others. With lost others. With your family. With your neighbors.
Relationships.
Start in your own family and work out. Forgiveness, kindness, courtesy, deference, humility and respect. If we are to show a world about God, we must live out these things in our private lives. For parents, it means raising obedient, respectful children who honor their parents. For spouses it means a loving, submissive, caring regard for each other. For siblings, it means cultivating relationships built on mutual respect.
Hospitality.
Be given to hospitality. Invite folks into your home and feed them, and love them. Take a meal to someone who needs it. That’s it. And if you’re family bears the image of God, your home becomes a mission field. When they see order and beauty and grace and love, it looks different than the chaos of the world! And it’s enticing! And they crave to know about it!
I could keep going, but this post is already too long.
We don’t need to become like the culture to win them. We need only to be true image-bearers of the living God and the thirsty will throng around to have some of our Living Water.
“Let your light so shine before men that they may see your good works and glorify your father which is in heaven.”


