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Children of God.
By Julia Sinitsyna
April 11th, 2026
“Beloved, now we are children of God.” 1 John 3:2
“I don’t want to have any children! At all! Never.” That’s what I said to my boyfriend, but love makes people blind and deaf—and sometimes, it doesn’t allow you to think straight about the situation. In some cases, I must say, this might even be a good thing.
Of course, now I would advise young men to pay attention to such statements coming from their brides; but in my case, when my fiancé didn’t abandon me after he found out I intended to live my whole life without children, it resulted in a happy marriage. God has a way of working things out for good.
I grew up in a family I didn’t understand very well. I was raised by my grandparents, since my brother and sister had special needs and intellectual disabilities. My parents had difficulty finding a common language, to say the least. My brother and sister were not very close to me, since I didn’t live with them; however, they had a huge impact on my attitude towards children. Early on, I saw that having children was a big risk. Not only was it hard work, but happiness, I thought, was highly questionable. I didn’t like children, and in bewilderment, I looked at those who married at 18 or 20 and were nurturing their first baby with delight within a year.
“You get nothing but problems with children!” my grandmother would say, and my mother would echo, “One child is enough! And not now, but sometime later.”
When my boyfriend and I married he was an aspiring pastor, and we moved to another city. There, gradually, little miracles began to happen. We talked a lot with our peers. They had created families and given birth to children, and I saw how they could be… bearable. Then I began to notice that children could be funny and cute as I talked with those who were being brought up in happy families.
We moved to different cities and finally moved to my husband’s hometown; and as we both neared our thirties, we finally decided to have a child. I didn’t get pregnant right away, but eventually, when I was 31, I gave birth to a healthy boy.
I remember my friends urging us, “You need kids! When are you going to have a baby?" But we weren’t late. Our child was born after nine years of marriage, and I see God’s hand in it. I needed all that time to mature and become ready to be a mother. God was at work in our lives, and gradually, my fear disappeared, my anxiety faded away, and confidence and joy came into my life. What a miracle, since I was categorically opposed to the whole idea.
With the birth of a child, I began to understand the love of God more clearly. His mercy, His desire to protect, and His care were revealed to me. If we can treat our children with such warmth, then how much more does our Heavenly Father love us? We are His children, and thinking about that brings so much joy to my heart.
Children of God.
By Julia Sinitsyna
April 11th, 2026
“Beloved, now we are children of God.” 1 John 3:2
“I don’t want to have any children! At all! Never.” That’s what I said to my boyfriend, but love makes people blind and deaf—and sometimes, it doesn’t allow you to think straight about the situation. In some cases, I must say, this might even be a good thing.
Of course, now I would advise young men to pay attention to such statements coming from their brides; but in my case, when my fiancé didn’t abandon me after he found out I intended to live my whole life without children, it resulted in a happy marriage. God has a way of working things out for good.
I grew up in a family I didn’t understand very well. I was raised by my grandparents, since my brother and sister had special needs and intellectual disabilities. My parents had difficulty finding a common language, to say the least. My brother and sister were not very close to me, since I didn’t live with them; however, they had a huge impact on my attitude towards children. Early on, I saw that having children was a big risk. Not only was it hard work, but happiness, I thought, was highly questionable. I didn’t like children, and in bewilderment, I looked at those who married at 18 or 20 and were nurturing their first baby with delight within a year.
“You get nothing but problems with children!” my grandmother would say, and my mother would echo, “One child is enough! And not now, but sometime later.”
When my boyfriend and I married he was an aspiring pastor, and we moved to another city. There, gradually, little miracles began to happen. We talked a lot with our peers. They had created families and given birth to children, and I saw how they could be… bearable. Then I began to notice that children could be funny and cute as I talked with those who were being brought up in happy families.
We moved to different cities and finally moved to my husband’s hometown; and as we both neared our thirties, we finally decided to have a child. I didn’t get pregnant right away, but eventually, when I was 31, I gave birth to a healthy boy.
I remember my friends urging us, “You need kids! When are you going to have a baby?" But we weren’t late. Our child was born after nine years of marriage, and I see God’s hand in it. I needed all that time to mature and become ready to be a mother. God was at work in our lives, and gradually, my fear disappeared, my anxiety faded away, and confidence and joy came into my life. What a miracle, since I was categorically opposed to the whole idea.
With the birth of a child, I began to understand the love of God more clearly. His mercy, His desire to protect, and His care were revealed to me. If we can treat our children with such warmth, then how much more does our Heavenly Father love us? We are His children, and thinking about that brings so much joy to my heart.
THREE ANGELS BROADCASTING NETWORK DEVOTIONAL.
Children of God.
By Julia Sinitsyna
April 11th, 2026
“Beloved, now we are children of God.” 1 John 3:2
“I don’t want to have any children! At all! Never.” That’s what I said to my boyfriend, but love makes people blind and deaf—and sometimes, it doesn’t allow you to think straight about the situation. In some cases, I must say, this might even be a good thing.
Of course, now I would advise young men to pay attention to such statements coming from their brides; but in my case, when my fiancé didn’t abandon me after he found out I intended to live my whole life without children, it resulted in a happy marriage. God has a way of working things out for good.
I grew up in a family I didn’t understand very well. I was raised by my grandparents, since my brother and sister had special needs and intellectual disabilities. My parents had difficulty finding a common language, to say the least. My brother and sister were not very close to me, since I didn’t live with them; however, they had a huge impact on my attitude towards children. Early on, I saw that having children was a big risk. Not only was it hard work, but happiness, I thought, was highly questionable. I didn’t like children, and in bewilderment, I looked at those who married at 18 or 20 and were nurturing their first baby with delight within a year.
“You get nothing but problems with children!” my grandmother would say, and my mother would echo, “One child is enough! And not now, but sometime later.”
When my boyfriend and I married he was an aspiring pastor, and we moved to another city. There, gradually, little miracles began to happen. We talked a lot with our peers. They had created families and given birth to children, and I saw how they could be… bearable. Then I began to notice that children could be funny and cute as I talked with those who were being brought up in happy families.
We moved to different cities and finally moved to my husband’s hometown; and as we both neared our thirties, we finally decided to have a child. I didn’t get pregnant right away, but eventually, when I was 31, I gave birth to a healthy boy.
I remember my friends urging us, “You need kids! When are you going to have a baby?" But we weren’t late. Our child was born after nine years of marriage, and I see God’s hand in it. I needed all that time to mature and become ready to be a mother. God was at work in our lives, and gradually, my fear disappeared, my anxiety faded away, and confidence and joy came into my life. What a miracle, since I was categorically opposed to the whole idea.
With the birth of a child, I began to understand the love of God more clearly. His mercy, His desire to protect, and His care were revealed to me. If we can treat our children with such warmth, then how much more does our Heavenly Father love us? We are His children, and thinking about that brings so much joy to my heart.
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