Fathers and mothers committed to reforming their marriage bed according to Scripture by giving themselves to the propagation of a godly seed will quickly realize that mothers doing FB and fathers playing video games is a sure road to disaster. Dirty dishes and laundry pile up. Sibling rivalry and rebellion—not to mention a wife's sadness—pile up.
The return to fruitfulness is not so much a decision against using technology to make lovemaking sterile as it is a decision for pouring our lives into the propagation of a godly seed. It's not a lifestyle. It's a deathstyle. But instead of the death being on a gamer's screen, it's in your living room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom, and garage. It's denying yourself. It's taking up your cross and following Jesus. It's preparing your children to take the baton from you. It's teaching them that, if you're going to be able to slow down and die, they're going to have to speed up and run hard.
So, if you're still with me, read this advice from a man who raised twelve sons and daughters without paying for one wedding or a single year of college or graduate school. He's very wise. When you finish reading his advice, you realize large families are fathered and mothered just as gardens are weeded, driveways are sealed, hair is washed, leaves are raked, wood is split, apples are picked, chicken are fed, dogs are walked, stalls are cleaned, and snow is shovelled. You don't take a shower and sit down and rest until the job is finished.
My favorite line:
As a side note, none of my kids ever got a ticket for speeding, even though (none of my sons or daughters' cars) had less than 450 horsepower.