I remember our road trips to New York when I was young. We had a family of five, so there were three of us in the back of a Mazda GLC and lots of territorial fighting; “That’s my space you’re in!” we would cry, or “Why do I have to sit on the hump?” would be a frequent complaint. I vowed then and there that I would never have a family of five. Time, though, has a way of softening our youthful vows, and here I am the father of three in a family of five, a decent group by American standards and certainly when it comes to the limits of my patience.
What would I do with one more? Two? How about 8 more? I can’t event imagine. Yet LARGE families seem to be a standard, especially when we head outside of Mérida. The picture above can be translated, “The Store of the 11 Brothers.” Imagine the situations that a family of that size could get into! The kicker was what happened as I was trying to get the photo. One of my students, unimpressed, said, “I come from a family of 13 brothers and sisters.”
Speaking of heading out of Mérida, say a prayer for us this weekend as I lead a group of students from the Bible Institute for a two-day campaign in the city of Tekax (Teh-cash).
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Yup, I know what you mean. I spent some missions time in Mexico. But after I came back stateside, I met my husband… from a family of 17 kids!
A good friend of mine moved here from Mexico with husband and four kids. Then they had a few more. I asked her a couple of years ago, “Consuelo, you’re almost my age. Isn’t it really hard on you to carry and birth all these children?” She said, “No, no se me hace dificil.” But then she had one more, and couldn’t go back to work. It was then that she decided it was time to stop having more children. The total is now eight.
Anyway, it probably won’t be too long before she is a grandmother!I must say, though, that I have never met a more wonderful bunch of children! They are humble, know how to share, work and manage money wisely, take responsibility. You rarely see them fight. They just get into wrestling matches for the fun of it. (Lots of boys.)
They love and respect the Lord. More than my own two boys, sometimes I think.God bless you, your ministry, and your “medium-sized” family.
Anne
Carrollton, TX
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