“Children are a heritage from the Lord;
Children are a reward from Him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in ones youth.
Blessed is the woman
whose quiver is full of them.”
Arrows would be used for defense. Also for hunting food. For self-protection, protection of others, provision, nourishment, survival, resourcing.
Since the heritage and reward sometimes feel far-off…..
And yet, they aren’t far off because I love their laughter, cuddles, happy spirits.
Their happy spirits are so dependent on my own. If I’m grumpy, tired, irritated, I can be unkind with them, which makes them grumpy, tired, irritated.
I am a warrior and this is my battle. The battle is not against my children, or against the mess. My battle is for the state of my soul; the state of their souls.
My battle is not to win against clutter, but to win against anger, discouragement, sarcasm.
I am a warrior and my battle is a Kingdom battle.
God fights for me, and I am no alone.