Ramblings of a Redhead

Motherhood, Ministry, Marriage, and Messes along the way

Sanctity of Life

Me & Sweet T

We’re beginning a series on the sanctity of life starting this Sunday. At work I was trying to find some images to use for upcoming power point presentations. Naturally, I went to my go-to resource – google. I typed in “sanctity of life” and was very disturbed by some of the images that flooded my screen – pictures of aborted babies and sick statements. In fact, I almost broke down right there in my office, but instead I exited out and decided to go back to my search later.

Let me preface this post by saying – I’m a mom now. I know what it’s like to have a precious baby growing inside me. I know what it’s like to see that little peanut wiggling around on the ultrasound screen at 8-weeks. I know what it’s like to feel him kicking and squirming at all hours of the night, and to have teeny toes crammed up in my rib cage making it impossible to get comfortable. I know what it’s like to go through hours of excruciating labor, and I know what it’s like to hear that baby cry when he takes his first breath.

And I do love my precious baby boy so very much. No, love doesn’t even begin to cover it because what I feel for him is so much deeper and more expansive than that. He’s everything to me. I’m so beyond blessed to be Turner-Clint Nathaniel’s mom. So blessed.

I’ve always been pro-life, but experiencing these things has only further solidified that point of view. You can’t convince me that the little peanut I saw at that 8-week ultrasound was not a life. He could move his little nubby arms and legs, I watched his heart beat, and blood flow. It was so amazing.

I saw a post from a friend of mine who is “pro-choice.” Part of it said “we’re not going anywhere” talking about himself & others who share that opinion.

Well, neither am I.

I don’t intend for this post to begin arguments or ugly comments. It does grieve me to see how selfish people have become, and I want to speak out for those who can’t.

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