Utterances of the Heart

I almost have no words, but my heart is completely overwhelmed with the need to say something.

I’ve been listening to a Focus on the Family interview with a young lady who chose to have her baby rather than abort him when she was a pregnant 14 year old girl. Her mother took the reins and had her on the table to have a partial birth abortion when the Lord intervened and convicted both their hearts to the wrongness of doing that.

Leah, at 6 weeks gestation

If you’ve been a reader of mine for any length of time, you know I don’t usually tackle controversial topics and never take on topics that might divide my readers. I tend to voice my opinions on things in more understated ways and respect others’ rights to do so as well, even if I don’t necessarily agree with what they think.

That said, this doesn’t even seem like something that should even have two sides.

It doesn’t seem to me that there can be two opinions on this subject, though I am not naive and obviously know that there are many who disagree with me. There is much too much out there in the world for me to think that my viewpoint is the only one.

Leah, at 12 weeks gestation

With respect to any woman who has been in a related situation and at the risk of causing some among you to squirm, I have to say this: There is no way that abortion is right.

There is no circumstance in which the ending of a life is the best choice.

Every life is selected, planned, and ordained by God. Every life has a reason, and every person has a purpose. Period.

Leah, at 20 weeks gestation

It is completely foreign to me that anyone who has ever witnessed childbirth, seen a pregnant woman, or held a newborn can believe that life is arbitrary and dependent on us. I cannot, for the life of me, understand how anyone can know the story of the development of human life and believe that it is all a fluke. Having heard two heartbeats come from my own body and having felt a child kick from within my womb and having witnessed a baby where before there was none , there is no way that my mind can fathom this process being anything short of a divine miracle.

I don’t understand how anyone can think that. I respect everyone’s right to have their own opinions…but this one, I cannot understand. I just can’t understand, and really, I don’t want to.

Leah, immediately after birth.

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. (Psalm 139:13-16)