Father's Day was good, but I am so blessed--every day is Father's day for me. Cassie snuggles up to me and says, "I love you Dad-dee." She does this all the time.

So you know times are tough, right? I work all the time and come home to the bird nest-- you know, the baby birds are in the nest with mouths wide open. Can you picture it? Arrayed in a circle, the open mouths is all daddy bird can see. Every resource I manage to bring home is gobbled and they ask for more--mouths wide again.

Kids eat and then they want new shoes! And a new video game! And clothes! And then they want to eat again. Didn't I just feed you?

Psalm 127 says blessed is the man whose quiver is full of these arrows. I picture a warrior facing an enemy onslaught. A huge scary enemy soldier is bearing down on me. I reach to my quiver and pull out an arrow. What if I  didn't have any? I could drive a nicer car and have more money. A great house. But no arrow when I need it the most.

The picture of the warrior with the arrow is the picture of victory and success. All the things I could have had if I didn't have children to gobble all my hard-earned resources would be hollow and empty if not for my children and my wife. Children are an asset, not a liability.