Tuesday, January 22, 2013

On Such a Day as This - There is Still Hope

Earlier today I sat in the Hug Chair watching (through our large picture window) huge snowflakes fall into a pile in our backyard.  It was beautiful.  It's also very very cold outside.  I'm thankful the Engineer and I could hunker down inside a warm home while we did school.
Today was the first day since suddenly coming down with the flu last Wednesday night that I have felt completely back to normal.  I was able to accomplish quite a bit today and I am getting back on track with my January Quests.
This morning Hubby and I were back on schedule, up bright and early, to get him off to work.  After a quiet hour of reading, praying, and catching up on the news, I headed downstairs to walk on the treadmill.  I lifted weights and walked 1.5 miles this morning.  I'm hoping to push it back up to 2 miles tomorrow. 
Later in the afternoon, our Engineer and I finished up school for the day and around that same time the snow stopped falling. It's supposed to be a touch warmer tomorrow.  I hope so.
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Yesterday, I kindly asked for a bit of conversation from my readers, but either y'all don't feel much like talking or we aren't speaking and I didn't know it...  Either way, I'll leave it alone, but I do hope in the future, you will share a bit more with me.  I would enjoy it. 
Today I want to talk with you about something that has been on my heart for quite some time.  It can be a controversial topic, which is one reason why I'm not very excited to bring it up right now. 

But I truly feel today is the the day, this is the place, and now is the time.
From the beginning of the this blog, I have been open with you about my faith in God and my belief in Jesus Christ as my Savior.  It is a very important part of who I am.   My faith shapes who I am and why I believe what I believe. 

Being a follower of God guides my decisions, my actions, my choices, my words, and where I stand on the issues of the day.  This is how I choose to live my life.  My faith gives me reasonable boundaries and yet opens me up to a world of possibilities that only faith in our Lord and Savior can offer.

So it should come as no surprise to you that today, a date that marks the 40th anniversary of the Roe vs Wade decision, is not a day I will celebrate.  It makes me sad.  It confuses me.  It breaks my heart.

Now, before I go any further, please understand, I am in no way judging any woman who has ever been through an abortion.  On the contrary, my heart goes out to her.  I can't imagine the suffering and pain involved.  

I also feel so deeply for those who are caught in the ripple effect of an abortion, the male involved, the would-be grandparents, and other family members. 

With abortion I do not believe anyone gains anything.  It only brings hurt, loss, pain, heartache.  I can't think of anything good it can bring to anyone.  

Tragically, abortion has been legal nearly all my life.  I am honestly surprised that with the advancement in both technology and science in the past 40 years, that people continue to support what is obviously the death of innocent babies.

With 3D imaging, you can look at the face of a child before he or she is even born. I think at this point we can all admit that what we are talking about is a life. There's no way to hide from that fact anymore.  I grieve with every women who has ever been through it and I mourn for every single baby our country has lost.

Fifty-five million. That's the number. Did you know that?  Are you shocked? 

Fifty-five million babies have been lost to abortion in America. Heartbreaking. Unbelievable, really.

Will someday a generation look back on this time in history in horror and shock for what we allowed to happen to our most innocent and defenseless in this nation?  I can only hope.

Hope.  Yes, hope.  That's the word I cling to when thinking of abortion.  I have hope someday our nation will wake up, and with eyes wide open realize what we are allowing to happen in the United States of America.  I really really hope we do.

I also offer hope to anyone reading this who has been through an abortion or supported someone through an abortion.  God is a loving God of forgiveness.  If you are living with sorrow, pain, or guilt, please go to God.  Pray to Him.  Tell him your struggles.  He knows your heart.  He knows you and He will forgive anything you have ever done.  For with God there is always hope.

Here's hope from the Lord in His own words:
"If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land."   ~ 2 Chronicles 7:14
I believe there is hope for our nation, but we have to stop rationalizing that abortion is somehow just a choice, and doesn't result in the ending of a life. 
I can't live my life silently looking away and wishing it wasn't the law of the land anymore.  In honor of those 55 million little voices, I must stand up and say for them:  Abortion is taking an innocent precious life. And legal or not, it is wrong.

1 comment:

  1. I'm with you every step of the way. A few years ago I went to DC and marched in the yearly Pro-Life march. My heart was amazed at the number of people unafraid to stand up and say that abortion is wrong. There were 33 buses from Missouri! We have come so far in the abortion fight but as long as abortions still happen we have to continue to pray, educate, pray, talk, pray and then pray.


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