Being Post Abortive, I know the need to heal but I also know that I have a need to share this grief with others. As a nation we have been so desensitized by Roe v. Wade and the subsequent actions by those that devalue LIFE. Today, there are more of us than them and we are still ruled by THEM. My expression of post abortion grief is not acceptable; it’s thought of as unnecessary. It is a constitutional right to abort, but not a constitutional right to grieve the loss of an aborted child out loud, whether in the media, in church or on the street corner.
Like most Post Abortive women, I hid my grief and my failure from everyone. No woman wants to say out loud that their sin brought them to a point that they would kill their unborn child, as if to put a period on the end of a sentence. But it wasn’t that simple, like all prochoicers will have you believe – abortion was not an answer to any situation for any reason.
If you think about it clearly, abortion was brought about not just to exterminate what Sanger called ‘inferiors’, abortion was a wealthy woman’s way of hiding illicit affairs and a wealth man’s way of hiding their sin from their families. Abortion was a friend to the wealthy. The shame of hiding abortion is greater than the short fix of a bad situation. Not so long ago Planned Parenthood was yet again in the spotlight for having covered up an abortion for a minor girl whose adult boyfriend dropped her off and paid for the procedure. Covering up statutory rape is a crime in this country, but not the abortion. As time goes on, these post abortive lives are peppered with tiny bits of what our children would have been – a son or daughter, a friend, maybe someone that would have saved someone else’s life.
Your constitutional right to grieve the loss of your aborted child is not welcome by our society, but GOD wants to heal you and wants to take your grief away:
“The LORD builds up Jerusalem; He gathers together the outcasts of Israel. He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. He counts the number of the stars; He calls them all by name. Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite. The LORD lifts up the humble; He casts the wicked down to the ground.” Psalm 147:2-6, NKJV
Unresolved grief is like a cancer. Grief is personal, grief can be indefinite. My constitutional right to grieve the loss of my aborted child is being taken away and replaced with liberal half-truths to blatant lies.
It’s time to grieve out loud. Abortion has a face – and that face is mine.