A Tiny Beating Heart...Stopped

Recently, I have been thinking a lot about the sad story of abortion that occurs all around us everyday. In America, murder is your choice.

3,900 babies die from abortion every day in America - one every 22 seconds. Each year, over 1.4 million infants die from abortion.

Have you ever viewed photos of an aborted baby? It will break your heart.

Testimony of former abortion provider Dr. Paul Jarrett

My 23rd abortion changed my mind about doing abortions forever. This patient was a little overweight and ultimately proved to be a little farther along than anticipated. This was not an uncommon mistake before ultrasound was readily available to confirm the gestational age.

Initially, the abortion proceeded normally. The water broke, but then nothing more would come out. When I withdrew the curette, I saw that it was plugged up with the leg of the baby which had been torn off. I then changed techniques and used ring forceps to dismember the 13 or 14 week size baby. Inside the remains of the rib cage I found a tiny, beating heart. I was finally able to remove the head and looked squarely into the face of a human being -- a human being that I had just killed. I turned to the scrub nurse standing next to me and said, "I'm sorry".

I knew then that abortion was wrong and I couldn't be a part of it any longer.

The following is a comment from a woman who had an abortion at a clinic here in Louisville:
"I am so thankful you are there for women who need your services. I never thought I would even consider abortion, but it was the best decision I could make. Thank you for not judging me and for supporting me."

The clinic had this woman thinking this was the best decision. What are we as Christians doing to truly help these women who are afraid of being judged? What are we doing to support and reach out to these women? What are we as Christians doing to save these tiny human beings?

I can't help but think, "What can I do?"

a door prize

Are you one of those people who never win door prizes? Well, that's how i feel, or felt. But, earlier this week I went to a Women's meeting at the seminary, it's like a snack, fellowship time along with a devotional type workshop. When we walked in, they had us put our name in a basket for the door prize. 3 names would be picked to have lunch with Mrs. Cook, Mrs. Cheong, or Mrs. Mohler(the president's wife). So, my friend and I put in our names, and laughed at the thought of my name getting called since I have the same last name. Of course, you wouldn't believe it, but the last person they called was me. Afterwards, when we were still standing around chatting, Mrs. Mohler came and introduced herself to me, and said that she would be taking me to lunch sometime in May. I have so many questions I could ask Mrs. Mohler. I've heard so many neat things about her from my friends who have taken some seminary wives classes from her. She is a really neat woman, and I look forward to getting to know her a little bit and learning from her.