Introduction: This was written by a 16-year-old girl on the horror of abortion from the baby's point of view. Abortion was made "legal" in America on January 22, 1973. What a travesty!
Dear Mommy,
I am in Heaven now sitting on Jesus' lap. He loves me and cries with me, for my heart has been broken. I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existence. I was in a dark yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes. I was pretty far in my developing yet not ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me. Sometimes I heard you crying, and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard Daddy yelling back. I was so sad and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much.
One day, you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy. That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, I began screaming, but there was no sound. I guess they had you all pinned down, because you never once tried to help me. Maybe you never heard me. The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please! Mommy, help me!" Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore. Then, the monster started ripping my arm off. It hurt so bad; the pain I never can explain. It didn't stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop! I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off. Though I was in such complete pain, I realized I was dying. I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me. I wanted to make all your tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy. Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered. Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking above all. I wanted, more than anything, to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying a painful death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you. I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand. And soon no longer I had the breath to say them; I was dead. I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big, beautiful place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone. The angel took me to Jesus and set me on His lap. He said He loved me, and He was my Father. Then, I was happy. I asked Him what the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion. I am sorry, my child, for I know how it feels." I don't know what abortion is; I guess that's the name of the monster. I'm writing you to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful; it sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you. I didn't want to die. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster. Mommy, I love you, and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did. Please be careful.
Love,
Your Baby Girl
The first to be killed in Nazi Germany were the infirm, the senile and mentally retarded, the aged, and defective children. Eventually, as World War II approached, the doomed undesirables included epileptics, children with badly modeled ears, and even bed wetters. Transportation of patients to killing centers was carried out by "The Charitable Transport Company for the Sick." The plan then was to kill all Jews and Poles and to cut down the Russian population by 30,000,000.
We're all struck by this great Holocaust and wonder how it ever could have happened. Leo Alexander, who was consultant to the Secretary of War and on duty with the office of Chief Counselor for War Crimes in Nuremberg, says that what happened in Nazi Germany "all started with the acceptance of the attitude that there is such a thing as life not worthy to be lived."
An elderly German man, who lived through the Holocaust, tells the following story: I always considered myself a Christian. I attended a church since I was a small boy. We had heard the stories of what was happening to the Jews; but like most people in America today, we tried to distance ourselves from the reality of what was really taking place. What could anyone do to stop it? A railroad track ran behind our small church; and each Sunday morning, we would hear the whistle from a distance and then the clacking of the wheels moving over the track. We became disturbed when one Sunday, we heard cries coming from the train as it passed by. We grimly realized that the train was carrying Jews.
Week after week, that train whistle would blow. We would dread to hear the sound of those old wheels, because we knew that the Jews would begin to cry out to us as they passed our church. It was so terribly disturbing! We could do nothing to help these poor people, yet their screams tormented us. We knew exactly at what time that whistle would blow, and we decided the only way to keep from being so disturbed by the cries was to start singing our hymns. When some of the screams reached our ears, we'd just sing a little louder until we could hear them no more. Years have passed, and no one talks about it much any more; but I still hear that train whistle in my sleep. I can still hear them crying out for help. God forgive all of us who called ourselves Christians yet did nothing to intervene.
Does this sound like the United States in 2001? Are we tempted to just "sing a little louder"? Notice, it all began with "the attitude that there is such a thing as a life not worthy to be lived." That sounds a lot like today's statistic.
Ninety percent of expectant parents, who receive a prenatal diagnosis of Down's syndrome, will abort their baby. A life not worthy to be lived? What that's really saying is that God goofed, He must have been distracted or tired when He created that particular life, maybe not paying real close attention. Is that the way God views the people He creates? Let's look into Scripture.
1. We were created in His image.
- Only human beings can fellowship with the Creator, "And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth. So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them." (Genesis 1:26,27)
- Only man is crowned by God with glory and majesty, "What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him? For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour." (Psalm 8:4,5)
- Only God should determine life's beginning and end, "Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them." (Psalm 139:16)* In this context, the question is often asked, "What if the mother's life is in danger? Shouldn't she have an abortion then?" Dr. C. Everett Koop, former Surgeon General of the United States, says that during his more than 35 years of medical practice in obstetrics, "Never once did a case come across my practice where abortion was necessary to save a mother's life."
* And at the other end of life, when loved ones have illnesses diagnosed as terminal and are perhaps in great pain, Christian physicians, who view God as the giver and taker of life, can become very skilled in pain management to alleviate that suffering. Even though the circumstances may not make sense from our perspectives, we are never "authorized" to "play God," to usurp the position that is rightfully His.
2. We are developed according to His plan.
- The Word of God speaks clearly to this.
* Psalm 139:13-15 states, "For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb. I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well. My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth."
* Luke 1:35 says, "And the angel answered and said unto her, The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee, and the power of the Highest shall overshadow thee: therefore also that holy thing which shall be born of thee shall be called the Son of God." Jesus was not just a P.O.C. or a blob of tissue.
* Luke 1:41 states, "And it came to pass, that, when Elisabeth heard the salutation of Mary, the babe leaped in her womb; and Elisabeth was filled with the Holy Ghost." Elizabeth's baby leaps in her womb upon hearing Mary's news, not an action performed by "fetal tissue."
3. It is validated by medical science.
- Life is so very precious!
* The heart begins beating in 18-21 days.
* Brain waves register from 40 days. This is clearly shown to us by ultrasound technology. Not even supporters of abortion argue any more as to when life truly begins, at least not any who actually think!
4. They are protected to fulfill His purpose for their lives.
- God loves little children. This is a theme found throughout Scripture. If they're not protected in the womb, they can't live to experience that love.
- Even the animal kingdom is fiercely protective of its young! If our children are to be protected after birth, shouldn't they also receive even more protection before they are born when they're even more vulnerable?
- He leaves us here only until that purpose has been fulfilled.* 1 Corinthians 6:19-20, "What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own? For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's."
Conclusion: God has not changed. Whether at the beginning of life, at the end, or any point in between, His timing is perfect, His plan is detailed, and His provision unmatched. While the unborn are slaughtered by the millions with each passing year, many will just "sing a little louder" so as not to hear the cries of the innocent.
Gary Johnson penned "Lullabye for the Unborn" back in 1980, more than twenty years ago. The words are very up-to-date.
Tiny hands with fingers small,
Will they someday catch a ball?
Will he take his daddy's hand,
Walk beside him in the sand?
Life began twelve weeks ago,
Planted there in love to grow.
Yes, he'll take his daddy's hand,
If he fits his mother's plan.Tiny eyes, yes, they'll be blue,
Can't see now, but when they do
Animals will make her laugh;
Silly monkey, tall giraffe;
She'll see dolls and flowers bright,
Watch the moon drift through the night;
But not for her this joy to be,
Daddy wants a boy, you see.Tiny ears, what will they hear?
Mother's voice in times of fear,
Sounds of raindrops on the roof,
Rhythm of the horses' hoof;
Daddy whispering, "I love you,"
Hear the Christmas carols, too;
But Mother's voice he'll never hear,
Having him would interfere.Weep for the man, a father was he,
But never a daddy will be.
Weep for the mother, whose freedom of choice,
Stilled the sound of an innocent voice.God never dreamed that He did not give
The safest of places for the unborn to live.