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Who I am

I can’t write about who I am unless I tell you who I used to be.

This blog is about abortion because I have personal experience with it. I was young and foolish and scared, and it was what people around me thought was best. I may even have been more scared of having a child at seventeen than of keeping my appointment at Planned Parenthood.

Fast forward to 1992. I’d been living a sinful and lonely existence for all of my twenty-five years. The guilt of my past decisions followed me around like a dark, unwanted spectre. I happened to be dating a guy whose family members were Christians but he wasn’t, and one day, with genuine excitement in his face, he hands me some cassette tapes that his dad had given him of a local preacher preaching from the Book of the Revelation of John. He urged me to listen to them.

On the day that I listened to them I distinctly remember fear rising up from within me and enveloping me like the filling of a pool. I was not a part of what the preacher called the “family of God” and I knew it. All the wonderful things he mentioned that would happen to those in the family of faith would not be happening to me. The question burned in me: If all these horrible things were going to happen to those outside the family of God, then how does one become part of that family?

I resisted the temptation to throw off the headphones in frustration and kept listening. I had to know what the answer was. Unaware that the answer was at the end of each of the nine cassettes, I hurriedly took out the one I was listening to, skipped all the ones in between, and popped the very last cassette into my Walkman. “If you would like to become a part of the family of God,” the preacher said in a soft, firm voice, “pray this prayer with me…” So I knelt down in front of my green rented couch and prayed along with the preacher and I stood up — a different person. It was that simple. All it took for me to be free from the guilt that plagued me for so long was kneeling down and asking the Person I’d sinned against for forgiveness. Learn this, dear reader: the power of sin and guilt is no match against the power of a resurrected Savior.

I knew abortion was wrong when I walked toward the doors of that Planned Parenthood back in the 1980’s. I didn’t need the signs of the pro-lifers who were gathered there to tell me. More than thirty years later, abortion is still wrong, and it has ballooned into an industry of lies that desperately needs to be exposed. (High praise goes to organizations and activists like Live Action, Christina Marie Bennett, AUL, and many others for their nonstop faithfulness in telling the truth about abortion for years.)  Abortion is frequently compared to the days of chattel slavery and rightly so. And just as abolitionists were bold and unrelenting in speaking publicly against slavery, so Christians should do the same with regard to abortion. In fact, I sincerely believe it would be wrong for me, as someone with a history of abortion, to stay silent about what it really is and its effect on young girls, women and couples all over the world.

Life Worthy of Life was started to tell the truth about abortion. I hope that if you read my story above and subscribe to receive emails of my posts that you will share the information you find here. What if we really could get all people everywhere to believe the truth about abortion and get to the place where the intentional killing of our unborn children in the womb was completely unthinkable, even abhorrent to our human sensibilities as mothers and fathers? Maybe that’s possible. The Lord tells us in his word, that with Him, all things are possible. I say we give it everything we’ve got and go for it.