Which One Deserves Death? Which One Was Conceived From Rape?

OneVike

[Mrs. Don-o]

I agree with your point.

[Tax-chick]

“Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the sons of one’s youth.
Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them.
He shall not be put to shame when he confronts his enemies in the gate.”

Those lines always make me think of the Hatfields and the McCoys, with at least a dozen sons each!

It’s surprising, if you really think about it, that people in the richest and healthiest societies in history are so terrified of having children.

[OneVike]

Back when I was doing Bible study and the Sunday message at a local retirement center, there was a young pregnant woman about 25 years old who worked at the front desk. I was waiting for the staff to round up the ladies and a few men for the Sunday afternoon service, and struck up a conversation with her. I learned she was 7 Months pregnant, and that she was married with a three year old boy. Her husband and her were hoping for a girl, but they did not want to know ahead of time.

While she was a Christian, her husband and her decided to stop after the child was born regardless of the sex. They had agreed to have the DR tie her tubes after the birth so that she would not get pregnant again.

As I spoke to her, I felt the Lord nudging me to share with her my opinion on her decision. So I veered the conversation to the men and women living at the center. I asked her when she felt the elderly were the happiest at the retirement center, and she said when family visited them of course.

I continued leading her to see how the ones with bigger families enjoyed visits more so than the ones with small families.

That’s when I shared with her my opinion of limiting God’s blessings and how he never rescinded the commandment of being fruitful and multiplying. I then suggested that she take into consideration the ladies and men who lived in the center and how she herself saw how much happier the residents were when children and grandchildren visited.

Then I pointed out how terrible things happen in the world, and God forbid if anything should happen to her children, but I told her to consider the chance that something could.

I asked her to consider that some day in the future we could again go to war. If her son is old enough he may join the military even. I asked her to consider that he could be a casualty.

I added that many families have multiple tragedies, and what if your other child is returning home from a friends house and a drunk driver runs onto the sidewalk and she is killed, or she gets ill and dies.

I apologized for being so cruel, but I wanted to make a point. she said it was OK, and listened intently to me. I asked her to consider the worse case scenario. We always hear about bad things happening to others. Sometimes tragedy comes in multitudes, but what if it was a multitude of tragedy’s happening to your family instead of someone else?

Then I asked her if she could imagine being 80 years old one day, and living in a retirement home like the one she was working. I told her to imagine if holidays come and go, but because she limited her blessings and tragedys happened that she had no one to visit. No children bringing grandchildren, no great-grandchildren. I asked her to consider the elderly who have no one, because maybe, just maybe they limited their blessings from God.

Again I apologized for sounding so cruel, but told her I really wanted her to have a personal feeling for the environment she worked in, to maybe bring it home for her.

I still had her complete and full attention. God is so cool. The whole time this was going on. She did not get one phone call, nor one request from anyone. No one else walked by, and the staff was still busy rounding up the ladies and gentleman for my Sunday message. God had a message He wanted me to share with this young woman, and he wasn’t going to let anyone stop me.

I told her that while God does not promise she will be wealthy, He does promise to supply her needs if she and her husband follows His precepts.

I asked if I could pray for her, and she liked that. After we finished, I asked if she would promise me to discuss this with her husband again before the baby was to be born, and she agreed to.

I didn’t see her again for almost a Month, but when I did it was just before she left on maternity leave. I walked in and said hello as I was heading to the chapel. She stopped me, and with a big warm smile on her face, she told me,

“I talked to my husband about what you said. He liked what you said. So we prayed and decided to let God make the choice of how many children we have.”

She thanked me for the talk and I smiled, and thanked her. As I walked to the chapel I must admit her news moved me to the point I had a few tears of happiness for her.

I felt like God gave me a perfect message with a perfect example for her to contemplate, and I was right. To this day I feel good that God used me to open her eyes to the joys and benefits of following His unrescinded commandment of being fruitful and multiplying.

God is good.

[Tax-chick]

What an outstanding message. Clearly God put you in just the right place for that family.