It’s taking far too long for people to grow up.
This guy was 31? Geesh!
I was 18 when my first child was born, and I wasn’t ready, even though I was the oldest of seven girls. I remember with crystal clarity the second night after we both came home from the hospital.
Her crying woke me from sleep. I didn’t want to get up, having had little sleep the night before. I listened, and it dawned on me that there was no-one else to take care of this helpless little girl. I was it. It was my responsibility and no-one else’s. Her very life depended on me being there to meet her needs.
I became a mother in those few seconds. God called me, and I answered, even though I was young and inexperienced. What was wrong with this 31 year old that he couldn’t hear?
Some people just shouldn’t have children. If you’re contemplating starting a family because “that’s what people do after they get married,” please—don’t.