When I read abortion stories, I’m thinking “Here we go again.” It’s a long, tangled, winding tale of woe and intrigue, every time. But when people are forced to put women on a pedestal for killing their unborn child, what else should we expect? As a minister, I listen closely to what they are actually saying because the story is a kind of slight of hand to get you to feel sorry for her rather than the dead child. Facebook pages like ‘My Abortion Story’ has no respect for the life lost FROM the abortion, but let’s keep forcing everyone to have respect for a woman who killed her baby without one bit of remorse! How does that evil edify anyone?
These women go on and on and on about how the woman is somehow justified in killing her unborn child, whether she is prolife or proabort. With prolife post-abortive moms, it’s an explanation of their sin to justify that killing her unborn child was somehow her only ‘choice’; prolifers stand in awe and reverence with her ‘choice’ calling her STRONG, loving her away from the altar of repentance. With proabort moms, it is also a justification of killing her baby because of her very temporary circumstances, expecting a cheering crowd of pepto-pink clad terrorists as if it’s a rite of passage. Abortion stories evoke forced responses, justifies bad behavior, and tempts the reader to feel sorry for them, but not the dead child.
When you make the post-abortive woman the victim, you’ve just stepped over her aborted child to pander to a movement or agenda.
When I recount my story, and I should because someone may learn from it, I NEVER want to evoke sympathy or empathy because I murdered my unborn child. I want to glorify God for his forgiveness of a horrible crime, a grievous sin. Interestingly, I have been told that I am an answer to prayer. It was a rare thing to hear from someone who has not suffered the tragedy of abortion; she said she prayed to meet someone who aborted but came back to a loving God for repentance, forgiveness, and let God minister to her so that she would minister to others. Even from the lowest part of our lives, God will use it to bring others to repentance, then forgiveness, and finally peace.
Since then, I know that my story is a testimony that Glorified God and gives hope rather than forces an insipid ‘poor thing’ response and group hugs. Just like every post-abortive woman, I am the mother of a dead child, regardless of the circumstances.
Yes, there is a very thin pink line between the prolife movement and the abortion agenda. It screams volumes of how they all neglect the real victim, the dead aborted child, as if the child is a prop in a movie of their life. It took a remark from Donald Trump to truly take the temperature of the prolife movement, and I’m so glad he did. Now we know who the true prolifers are.
v16” Do you not know that you are the temple of God and that the Spirit of God dwells in you? v17 If anyone defiles the temple of God, God will destroy him. For the temple of God is holy, which temple you are.” 1Co 3:16-17
Since our body is the Temple of God, then so is the baby in the womb. Abortion defiles what God has created, an image of Himself, and destroys His Holy temple. My abortion story consists many things, but ultimately I admit that I took part in my baby’s death, and for that I do not ask for hugs or rallies or parades or a pink t-shirt or a lofty status. I need Jesus. I needed Him when I turned my back to Him, I needed Him when I repented of my abortion sin, and I need Him TODAY.
And today, I have peace, so can you: “Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid”, John 14:27.
EXPOSING THE ABORTION AGENDA FROM THE PULPIT, ON THE SIDEWALK, THE MEDIA & IN THE STATEHOUSE. KeepLifeLegal advocates for unborn life on the sidewalks of abortion facilities, the steps of the Statehouse, and the Church with prayer, community outreach, and real LIFE supporting options.