Don't wait until after someone DIES - Rescue those being led away to death
Don't wait until after someone DIES - Rescue those being led away to death
I had plans for my life....
I don't know if this is right....
32-year old single mom....
18 and pregnant with twins....
I had plans for my life. My plans changed. Now I have plans for two. God is in control.
I am young, strong, intelligent, & a Christian. My career focus is one which helps other people, empowers them, and educates the public. My plan was to go for additional education, have my career, marry when it was time.
When I became pregnant, this changed. I was torn between having the baby and having an abortion; although the biggest part in me wanted to have an abortion, it was the easiest way out. I did not want to be a single mother raising a child on my own. I didn't want to hurt my family, or be a disappointment to them for having failed at providing my child with a complete family setting. My child's father was, at first, inconsistent about the pregnancy and inconsistent about us. About our future. There were many things I did, and did not want for my life.
But God was in control; I met a friend, my guardian Angel online and we began to talk about the baby. I always knew for a fact that abortion was murder before God, even though I still considered terminating my pregnancy. As we got to know more about each other’s story, I realized one thing. I realized that she still harbored pain from her abortion experience 30 years ago. As much as she was forgiven and been blessed in so many different ways, she still carried that pain 30 years later. Having an abortion would be the easiest way out; the fact that my friends had done the same and seemed very happy, made it seem the most logical decision to make. But yet again, was it worth it to end a life and be condemned to feeling guilty for life? What if this child is the only one I would have, & having an abortion would mean no more children for me?
My guardian Angel told me one thing that changed my mind. She told me whether the father of my child stayed with me or not, God would always provide one way or the other. I decided to take a leap of faith and continue with my pregnancy. I decided to brave it through, and keep my son.
My guardian Angel has walked this journey with me, she has been a shoulder to cry on, she has prayed for me, laughed with me.
I have a beautiful, wonderful boy. He is my treasure, and I thank God for him every day. I am not with his father;
my family has been accepting and good to me;
I've been promoted at my job.
I rededicated my life and my body to God and have been living life in faith and in obedience to Him since I decided to keep my son. There are good days and tough days; days of stress and days of peace. I have never changed my mind, about my son and have never regretted my decision. I believe my son will be a mighty man in God's service.
I'm thankful. God has shown me that He is over all. No matter how bad things may look, or what my fears or dreams may say - I know I can trust Him. When I feel weak, He shows his strength.
I was scared and in disbelief. My birth control failed. The test was positive.
I afraid; to be honest, I was terrified. I feared that I would be shamed by people who knew me and even by those who didn't. I was overwhelmed by the ways I imagined a baby would change my life and career. I was mostly afraid of losing the man I thought I was in love with.
My family supported my thoughts to abort. One friend and my sister told me not to. My Christian friend said, "If God doesn't want you to have an abortion He will stop you." There was no way I would ask anyone else from the church; I couldn't bear the thought of being found out.
But I told myself, if I do this, it has to be early and convinced myself that at that point my baby was a clump of cells, not yet human. I was wrong.
I made the appointment. I went to the clinic, but wasn't convinced in my heart that it was right. I didn't think God would approve of the abortion. Although I wasn't living according to His ways, I feared Him.
But not enough....
I started to cry, & said to the counselor at the abortion center, "I just don't know if this is the right thing; I am a Christian (grimacing at the shame of my confession). I don't know if this is right."
The abortion counselor looked at me and smiled. She said....Nothing. Nothing at all.
In fact, it was not until after my abortion that I was offered any actual counseling.
I've seen photos in recent years, of what my son or daughter's little body at 6 weeks would have looked like. I am tormented by thoughts - not only about my baby's humanity, but about what abortion did - how my baby was pulled apart, alive, and died.
It took a very long time for me to believe that I could be forgiven of this horrible sin. I struggled for years as to whether the forgiveness offered by the Lord Jesus Christ could apply to me, a murderer. And I wouldn't talk to anyone about it.
Then one day, I was reading what Jesus said on the cross: "Father forgive them - they know not what they do."
I thought, well of course they did - they knew exactly what they were doing - all of them! Just like I did - back when I "did it." But even so, Jesus petitioned the Father to forgive them, based on His sacrifice. No one sees how vast, deep and vulgar sin is in God's eyes. But Jesus knew; and He atoned for mine that day, just like He offered to those who crucified Him.
I now believe I am forgiven, and I live differently today than I did then, because I am His. That said though, like His precious scars, I see my baby's blood stains on my hands every day. If I could, I would go back; I would have kept my child. There is no going back.
I let my fears dictate my actions; I was weak & not acting in faith. I was a coward. Abortion is murder; I knew it then, and I know it now.
If I could say anything to a woman considering abortion - I would say be strong in faith & stop living a lie. Look into the Bible, read what He says about life, innocence, and murder. Learn about what happens to the baby during all kinds of abortion. Step up into Truth & Light, and start clean. It seems harder, but believe me, it is the much better way.
God has plans you can trust, for your and your child. He made you both and He is good to those who seek Him in His Son, Jesus. Walk in strength, walk in faith and walk in freedom. God is able; He will help.
I am a single mother in Washington, DC. My young son,
who was not yet 2 years old at that time, has special needs.
I was pregnant with another baby, from a different father. I live with the help of on public assistance. My work situation is shaky.
My family in the next state can't offer much support.
I made three appointments to abort.
Each time I got there, I left. I couldn't go in.
"Abortion is about death.
Life & peace are found in Jesus Christ."
This was the truth and I knew that. So, I turned around. All three times.
It's not easy for me and my little sons. The challenges are real & sometimes I struggle with my faith & with myself. But I never struggle with my choice to keep both my children. I need God's help every day. But I made the right decision.
When I was 18 I found out I was pregnant and my life would forever be changed. I had just started college. This was not what I wanted at 18, this was not the right time. I had some very difficult decisions to make.
I was scared and felt very alone. I saw the disappointment from my parents, the inconvenience from the father. I knew abortion was not an option for me. Being a mother at my age was not in my plans either but what was I going to do? I did a lot of crying and had a lot of sleepless nights.
I found out I was carrying twins and It became very clear to me what needed to be done. I wouldn't be able to give them the life they deserved. I chose adoption.
The day I had to sign the papers was one of the hardest days of my life. The Lord had a plan though. He knew I would see them again.
I met both of my boys for the first time when they were 27. They were so handsome. I could see myself in them. To this day I see them and their beautiful wives and 7 children at least every 6 months.
One of the wives wrote in a Mother's Day card to me "thank you for my greatest gift,"
Being pregnant at 18 changed my life forever, but there is a happy ending. A family who couldn't have children was blessed with my boys and they were well taken care of. They were given opportunities I would never have been able to give. God is good!