This is my fridge. Its landscape once bare, barren, now filled with the workings of tiny hands and young minds.
They are not my children, and yet in a way they are, bound to me by a bond even strong than familial blood.
For these children are part of my covenant family - tied to me by covenant, commitment...
They are part of the body of Christ, now by profession of parents, soon by the words of their own mouths, and I have covenanted with the rest of the body to help train them up in the way they should go. Barren though I may currently be, there are arrows in my quiver, children who love, and are loved by me.
New American Standard Bible (NASB)
5 so we, who are many, are one body in Christ, and individually members one of another.