It seems appropriate this time of year to once again post this real life encounter I had while working at a crisis pregnancy center. My latest novel, Laughing with Lily, deals with this critical issue of abortion. Please visit my author page at http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B003O405FO to learn more.
Her urgent voice traveled over the phone line.
“Where are you, honey?” I sat at my station, scribbling notes
on a form provided by the crisis pregnancy center.
“I’m in a phone booth. My mom’s in the grocery store, and she
wants me to get an abortion, but I don’t want another one. And if Daddy finds
out I’m pregnant, he’ll kick me out of the house.”
I’d received many such intake calls over my two years working
at the center. Desperate unwed moms, most of them teenagers, crying out for
hope and help. Some of them succumbing to abortions, others, thankfully ending
up on our doorstep. My heart hurt for them and also for their unborn babies
whose lives hung in the balance. I’d seen the prenatal pictures of a baby’s
development, but never did the reality of preborn human life hit me harder than
in 1981.
In
November of that year, my husband and I lost our second baby at four months gestation—a
perfectly-formed baby boy spanning the length of the obstetrician’s hand. He
called it a “spontaneous abortion.” We called him David Nathaniel.
I had no choice in the abortion. My body simply and horribly
rejected my child. I not only grieved over my loss, but for all the babies who
had been aborted by choice. And for all the mothers who had been duped into
thinking that their babies were merely globs of tissue, easily discarded. To my
horror, four years later, we lost another baby—Allison Marie.
Viewing my premature babies, complete with miniature
fingernails and tiny toes, gave me a greater appreciation for the sacredness of
life at every stage. Sadly, to date, over 50 million babies have died due to
abortion on demand. How God’s great heart must grieve over this senseless slaughter
of innocent lives. Psalm 139 details how a loving God carefully and
meticulously fashions each one of us in the womb, thinks about us day and
night, covers us with His hand, and numbers all our days. We are made in His
image. So, both preborn babies and their
mothers are precious to God. To destroy a life He has created is to tamper with
His image. In the case of abortion, a baby’s physical life is destroyed and the
mother’s emotional, spiritual, and sometimes even physical well-being is
damaged.
Through my latest release, Laughing with Lily, I want women who’ve undergone abortion to know
that God loves them, just as deeply and completely as He loves their babies. No
matter the guilt or grief they carry, the Lord Jesus Christ, the Wounded Healer,
stands ready to cover them with His healing and forgiveness (see Isaiah,
chapter 53). And I desire women who haven’t experienced an abortion to
understand that the ground is level at the foot of the cross. We all need
healing in some form, and when we experience God’s forgiveness through Christ,
we can approach others with a balance of truth and grace.
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Eileen Rife, author of Laughing
with Lily, speaks to women’s groups, encouraging them to discover who they
are in Christ and what part they play in His amazing story. www.eileenrife.com, www.eileen-rife.blogspot.com.
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2 comments:
His healing IS all that will bring forgiveness to a girl's heartache.
So true, Linda. Thanks for stopping by to lend encouragement to others.
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