"Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward."
On the days when parenting feels more like relentless management than joyful gift — the spilled cereal, the tantrum in public, the sleepless night — this verse offers a recalibration. Your children are described here not as a project you own or a burden you're managing but as a heritage entrusted to you, a reward given rather than earned. That framing doesn't erase the exhaustion, but it can restore the wonder underneath it. Look at your child today, even mid-chaos, and try to see the gift Scripture insists is there.
Lord, thank You for the gift of my children, even on the hard days. Help me see them as the heritage You call them. Amen.