Tuesday, May 4, 2010

How can I say thanks for the things you have done for me!

Today, I just wanted to take a breath and give thanks to my almighty Father. Words cannot express the gratefulness I have and feel in him. In His word he has given us many promises and many of them I am beginning to take hold of again. This blog was started from a journey beginning with my 14 year old daughter pushing me to reach out to others and to help them. She felt that my testimony and life would be one that would encourage and help others; giving them hope. I was hesitant because I was afraid of what others would think and the scripture came to mind, "who am I trying to please, men or God." I took a leap and began training to help others at the Blue Ridge Pregnancy Center, helping others through and during their crisis situations.
This has been a blessing to me. During this time I have been taking the Beth Moore study, Breaking Free and a Post Abortion study; Forgiven and Set Free. Needless to say god has shown up and I have been given a freedom that I never expected. I am experiencing a joy that I did not know was possible. The words of Ephesians 4:20 resonate with me every day now, and God is doing a good thing.
In Matthew 25, Jesus tells a parable of the talent and of his servants. He chastises the one who has not done anything with the talent he gave. I have been that servant who has been disobedient. Not anymore. What God has done for me is priceless and I do not have enough years to serve Him and for Him to receive the glory!
My fellow believers, "He who has begun a good work in us will complete it!
Be encourage!

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Abortion by Lisa Brock

For some women, discovering they are expecting a child is one of the happiest moments of their lives. For others — especially those who aren't married and aren't ready to become parents — it seems like the beginning of a nightmare. If you are pregnant with a child you didn't plan to have, how do you make decisions about what is best for you and your unborn baby?

Research. Pregnancy directly affects your life and the life of your newly conceived child. Though you can easily see and feel the changes in your body, your child's development is more of a mystery. Even as he grows inside your body, your baby is a tiny person with feelings, behaviors and a personality. He can hear, taste, smell, hiccup and even suck his thumb. Find out from a doctor what he 's really like before you make decisions about his life.

Get some wise advice. Often caring parents and friends are good resources. Sometimes it's easier to talk with your pastor or someone at a pregnancy resource center. Whomever you decide to speak with, make sure it's someone who will help you consider all the moral and emotional aspects of the road you will choose. The hormones and extreme emotions of pregnancy make reasonable decisions more difficult. Don 't make your choice without the advice of someone you can trust to lead you down the best possible path.

Consider your own life. Spending nine months pregnant with a child you don't think you are prepared to parent can be difficult, but taking your unborn child 's life is a decision you can never reverse. Should you choose to terminate your pregnancy, you will likely suffer from guilt, remorse and grief, possibly for many years to come. In addition, abortion can cause medical complications that may make it impossible for you to become pregnant when you think you are ready to be a parent. You may be making a decision affecting not only this child, but also your future children.

Consider the life of your child. Expected or unexpected, every child deserves to be loved. Just like you, your unborn baby deserves a chance at a happy life. As you make a decision about what to do next, listen to your heart, like your baby does; he hears it beating all the time

Taking a Walk Through the Past 2.....We need to know where we came from in order to appreciate where we are!

Waking up in that hospital, I began the lies that this had not happened. My family members that picked me believed that I had another operation done. I went to their home and pretended that nothing happened. A few eeks later my cousin gave birth to a baby boy and I fell in love with him. not only did I fall in love but I also fell in despair, the reality of what I had done took me spirally into a pit of despair that I found almost impossible to get out.
For months I tried to pretend that all was well but the force of my actions pummeled me daily. I got to the point that I would not speak and this lasted for months. When I did begin to speak it was as if I was a machine, some type of robot that was just moving through this world with no where to go. There was a constant haze. This is when I went to my parents ans ask if I could come back home. My father said no; He had not asked me to leave before so I needed to accept my choices. That night I called my priest and at the same time took pills from the cupboard and tried to kill myself, for what would be the first of many attempts. I was found by his nephew and was taken to the hospital. Again after this I fell into a depression that was immense and I could not shake. I was in counselling for along time but it only helped so much. Even as I try to tell you about this time it is not all clear.
I do remember leaving my job. I also left that town for a small amount of time. Upon returning I got another job at the Telecommunications company. I seemed to be doing well and had an apartment that I shared with roommates. Unfortunately, someone who knew me told WB, the father of my aborted baby that I was back in town. He tracked me down and took advantage of me. I was pregnant again; and found myself right back at the beginning of my nightmare. I walked into the hospital, not thinking, not feeling and maybe not even breathing. If I thought about it too much or too long, who knows what would have happened. We know what happened. I committed another murder. I pushed this one and everything else so far down and in the back of my mind. I tried to live as if nothing had ever happened.
Of course this was not possible as, truth will always surface. I lived my life but it was not one of joy. I was just going through the motions. I would bury myself in work and then come home, read books and sleep or would go out with my cousin and party. I did not want anything to do with the opposite sex. I began to read my bible a little but very little. A few years later, I met my husband to be, while trying to purchase some brakes for my car.

The Glimpses of Post Abortive Women - A series of real life stories from woman who have faced the traumas of abortion in the Bahamas

Let me tell you my story. It was the 1980's. The height of drug culture in the Bahamas. I was naive and lost. I was 18.... I had a...