The Sanctity of Life

The sermon at church this morning was so powerful that I wept through most of it.  FIFTY MILLION.  That is the number of abortions in the United States since 1973, when Roe v. Wade made history.  I can't even wrap my head around that number, it's so huge.  Too big for you, too?  Here are 50,000,000 pennies, to represent the lives of the unborn.  Half a million dollars.

For different reasons, both of my girls could have easily been two of those 50 million, were it not for who carried them in her womb.  Ayden, because our circumstances were not "perfect".  We were young, in college, and found ourselves planning for a baby while rearranging our wedding plans so the dress would still fit.  Sadie, because there were markers for a chromosomal disorder, like Trisomy 18 or 21.

God gave me a fierce love and defensiveness for my unborn children, stronger than the suggestions for abortion or dangerous additional testing, stronger than the terrifying and nagging thoughts and emotions.  My heart aches for the millions of mothers of unborn children who are full of guilt, loneliness, and longing, who will never experience the joy that their unborn children would have added to their life. 

EVERY life is precious.

Open your mouth for the mute, for the rights of all the unfortunate. Open your mouth, judge righteously, and defend the rights of the afflicted and needy.
Proverbs 31:8--9

Deliver those who are being taken away to death, and those who are staggering to slaughter, oh hold them back.  If you say, "See, we did not know this," does He not consider it who weighs the hearts?  And does He not know it who keeps your soul?  And will He not render to man according to his work?
Proverbs 24:11-12