Check this story – http://www.onenewsnow.com/Blog/Default.aspx?id=424030.
My husband and I have a blended family of six children- my first husband and I had three children, a daughter and two sons. My husband and his first wife had two children – a daughter and a son. And Randy and I have a daughter together- that’s right, six kids… just like the Brady Bunch (NOT).
And it doesn’t stop there – our oldest daughter has a daughter and two sons; our oldest son has three daughters and a son; our next oldest daughter has a son and a daughter. Our next oldest son is expecting his first child this fall. And that’s not counting how many children our two youngest will have when they get married. Ten grandchildren so far, and still counting… and I love each and every one. Some of our children we got the regular way, and some came as a package deal (some people call that steps, but we call them bonuses!) We love our grandchildren, and we don’t make any differences in them.
So this story really hit a sore spot with me- I get grief from all kinds of people (including a lot more Christians than you might imagine) because we have a large family.
Now don’t get me wrong- I think it’s totally wrong to bring children into this world when you have no desire to take care of them, and your only reason for having them is to add to the number of checks you receive from the government every month.
But I have looked through the Bible, and I have yet to find any scripture anywhere that says God punished people by giving them children- quite the opposite. In some times, God punished people by withholding children from them.
Psalm 127 says:
3 Behold, children are a gift of the LORD,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.
4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are the children of one’s youth.
5 How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them;
They will not be ashamed
When they speak with their enemies in the gate.

My husband and I are very blessed by our children- sure, they’ve messed up sometimes, just like we have, but I would not trade anything for them.
And even if you don’t want to consider things from a biblical stand, consider this: the more children we have, the bigger the work force twenty years from now. As there are more workers, there are more wages to tax, and more services and products to sell.
And as far as there not being enough land or food for the people we have on earth now- that’s a bunch of hogwash… if we’re running out of food, why is the government paying farmers not to raise certain crops?

Oh, and as a balance on stopping life from beginning, check what Arlen Specter has to say about older folks who are at the end of their lives- http://www.onenewsnow.com/Blog/Default.aspx?id=426486 – nice huh?

So hubby leaves out early this morning for work (5:45) and I sleep in a bit. I get up a little later (6:30) because I’ve got a ride planned for today with some friends. While in the kitchen I find a lovely velvet box of candy on the table with a note from him. I notice the lid is sorta bulgy, but I don’t think too much about it, because I’m trying to get ready.
Well, the rain moves in instead of passing over us, so I come back home, and decide to treat myself to a piece of candy- guess what? the reason the box was bulgy was the Canon Elph he’d stuck under the cover. All the other goodies to go with it were hidden beside my desk.
Wow, what a great husband, and what a nice gift! I have a Canon Rebel DSLR that I love to use, but when I’m on my bike, it’s too bulky to take pictures; I’d also mentioned to Randy that I’d read an article about how the vibrations of the bike can cause the insides of the camera to work loose, so I knew I didn’t want to strap it on my handlebars for extended periods.
So now I have a great little 8 MP camera that fits inside one of my coat pockets, I can take it out, turn it on and shoot with one hand, (just tried!) and put it back in my pocket with a minimum of wasted motion.
I’ve got such a good husband.

It’s been a long week or so, and between the weather and my stuffy head, I haven’t ridden like I wanted to.
But today, the road called and I had to roll with it. The weather was nice: mid-60s, with a light wind, and plenty of sun. I did a short run to the closest town with a Wal-Mart (I had to think of SOME excuse to ride, right?). The road has long slow curves and beautiful scenery, so it did my head and my heart good.
Doesn’t matter that I’m still sniffing and coughing- I’d be doing that either way, and at least I got to ride. Picked up some beautiful red thread and some crochet hooks to make myself a set of ‘gauntlets/fingerless gloves’ to keep the wind from running up my coat sleeve when I wear my light gloves. These will be handy, but they’re as much for looks as for warmth. I just love to wear red…
I ride quite a bit by myself; I prefer it most of the time, because I don’t have to worry about anybody but myself. It often works out that I’m riding alone anyway; I have worked things out so I can be ready in as little as 5 minutes – just slip on my boots and put my wallet in my back pocket. Then out the door with my leathers, strap on my helmet and I’m ready to ride.
And when the road calls, I don’t want to have wait for folks to gather or get ready.
I’m riding again tomorrow- apparently today only made the need to ride stronger; I’ve got an appointment in another town, so I’ll just strap on my backpack and pack my camera and stuff in it.

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