A Baby’s Prayer

Here are the lyrics to a wonderful, poignant song written by Scott Brasher and Kathy Troccoli. The song is on Kathy’s album, “Love and Mercy”.

There are videos on You Tube you can watch, as well.

A Baby’s Prayer

I can hear her talking with a friend
I think it’s all about me
Oh how she can’t have a baby now
My Mommy doesn’t see

That I feel her breathe, I know her voice
Her blood, it flows through my heart
God you know my greatest wish is that
We’d never be apart

But if I should die before I wake
I pray her soul You’ll keep
Forgive her Lord, she doesn’t know
That You gave life to me

Do I really have to say goodbye
Don’t want this time to be through
Oh please tell her that I love her Lord
And that You love her too

‘Cause if I should die before I wake
I pray her soul You’ll keep
Forgive her Lord, she doesn’t know
That You gave life to me

On the days when she may think of me
Please comfort her with the truth
That the angels hold me safe and sound
‘Cause I’m in Heaven with You
I’m in Heaven with You

Your child, created by loving father God lives inside you. Please let your child live. Don’t have an abortion. Have an ultrasound; see your child living and growing inside you. Give God a chance to work in your life and in the life of your child.

Donna


Our Growing Inhumanity and Callousness

I never cease to be amazed at how far society has fallen in their acceptance of what is morally wrong, or in my opinion, better stated as evil. This post contains some links to good examples of my thoughts contained here.  I hope you read them.

I follow a few pro-life websites, and there are times I’m barely able to finish their articles about abortion before I begin to weep and the need to pray completely overwhelms me. The Holy Spirit speaks to my spirit, and I start interceding in prayer for our country and other countries who sanction, or even order the killing of unborn babies by abortion. In some cases, infants born alive during abortion procedures are murdered by the doctor, or, medical care is withheld from these children until they die.  These babies are unceremoniously placed out of sight, left to die alone, without care or thought because they were supposed to succumb to the abortion procedure.

I do want to say, in some United States hospitals and also, in some abortion clinics, there are medical staff who struggle with the horrific practices I spoke of in the preceding paragraph. I’ve read more than a few articles about nurses whose hearts break because of abortion practices, yet they must follow their employer’s requirement which is to obey the law of our country that states a woman has a “right” to take the life of her unborn child. See this link: http://www.lifesitenews.com/news/this-is-so-hard.-oh-god-its-so-hard-nurses-tell-of-aborted-babies-born-aliv

More late-term abortions are taking place. These procedures need a woman to give birth. The result is, many more babies do not die from the lethal injections or chemical solutions meant to kill them.  According to the Journal of Medical Ethics, debates are now taking place about killing newborns if the woman chooses because the child would be a financial, physical or emotional burden to the mother OR the family. See the following link:http://jme.bmj.com/content/early/2012/03/01/medethics-2011-100411.full

In my past post entitled: When God Says-”Don’t Do That!”-It’s Because He Loves Us I talk about God in His wisdom knowing if He gives the human race an inch, we take ten miles, so to speak, and end up destroying ourselves and others. Yet, He gives us a chance to honor Him by making good, moral, loving choices like He desires for us.

I cannot fathom the reasoning of women who would actually give birth to an unwanted child and will NOT place it for adoption in a loving home, yet they follow through with abortion.  There is no excuse for this tragedy when so many women today are unable to have biological children.  Our culture has senselessly bought into the lie of satan that what we think is best for ourselves, far outweighs the lives of our own children.

Please, please give adoption serious consideration if you are pregnant and can’t keep your child.  Give life and love to your little one by allowing your baby to fulfill its God-given purpose for his or her life.  God will see your heart and take care of you, your child and the family who will love your baby as their own.  I know this for a fact.  I have two adopted children who are now grown with beautiful families of their own.. Don’t listen to the lies of our culture that increasingly speak in favor of death and destruction.

Remember this; when you abort your child, you take the lives of generations of people.

I will pray for you.  Feel free to contact me.  I love the two women who gave life to my children.  I will forever be thankful and grateful to God for their choice of life.

Donna

 

 

 

 

 

Creation, God’s Gift To Us And Himself

Age has a way of reminding us how great the gift of life and time is. I love fall, and the range of colors it brings.  One of my great desires is to be a “leafer”, and travel all the beautiful scenic routes.  I feel very close to my creator at this time of year.  Unfortunately, my finances and life are not equal to this ambitious travel desire, so, I’ve made a promise to myself to make the most of the colors and beauty around me.

My area of Nebraska doesn’t have the glorious abundance of orange and red leaves of hardwood trees like the eastern United States. I live on the Platte River, and it’s lined with the striking beauty of weather hardened cottonwood trees.  Their scarred branches reach up across the water proudly displaying their medals of honor.  Stunning gold, sunlight-reflecting waxy coated leaves that refuse to drop until the last frigid windy moment.  I’ve grown up with the cottonwoods and their sturdy familiarity and the soothing clacking sound their leaves make while bumping together in the western plains wind. The trees awaken family memories of my childhood  and cover me with peace.

In town, there are orange-hued maple trees and bright red shrubs. We baby the flowering blooms of hardy fall mums, covering them with old sheets when a hard freeze threatens and I’m not ready or willing, to give up their fall color.  Eventually, to my dismay and outspoken wishes for them to hang on, the trees drop their showy brilliance and the mums succumb to the cold. Life happens and moves on. It takes me longer . . .

You notice I said life, not death.  The trees still live and the flowers will sprout again in the spring.  Their appearance changes, but they do not die.  This last month, I’ve meditated on life and spent time praying and reading the bible during my lunch hours.  This fall I chose a few of those hours to drive around town and thanked God for His majestic creation. How blessed I am to see and enjoy it.  I noticed on the days I concentrated on God’s goodness, my attitude was much improved when I returned to my job after lunch.

During my drives I asked God questions, like, “Am I making a difference for Your kingdom here on earth?  Does what I do and prayers I pray really matter?”  He reminded me that I, too, was part of His creation, a very important part, as we ALL are.  He created us to have a relationship with Him, to know Him, not just know about Him.  A personal, intimate knowledge which comes only through spending time with Him.  I was doing this on my lunch times by praying and reading His word and asking the Holy Spirit to speak with me, but the state of being quiet before God and meditating on Him was how He answered a large part of my questions.

In the stillness, with a heart and mind focused on Father God, I could hear Him speak.

I’m learning to pray all the time, but especially at night, when I can’t sleep.  I ask God to forgive our nation for the sin of abortion, and I ask Him to do whatever it takes to stop it, not just here but everywhere.  I ask God for mercy and to shake what has to be shaken in order to make our country realize their need for Jesus Christ and the salvation and life He offers us. Yes, God is glorified in His creation, but His Son died and rose again for people.  People of all nations, that He loves and desires to dwell with in relationship. Abortion takes the life of His greatest creation.  Human beings, created in His image, for His glory, to be His sons and daughters. Each of us is unique and gifted with the qualities and talents to do His will on earth.

So, when you look and appreciate the beauty in nature around you, remember, we, God’s children, are His greatest and most valuable creation.

Father God gives only good gifts to His children.  We need to do the same.  Give our children life.

God bless each one of you.

Donna

 

 

 

 

 

What You Believe Is How You Act

 

I watched a question and answer news segment involving a panel of young adults from what a large majority of people in our country would consider prestigious American universities.  I say “prestigious” with hesitation, because many of these universities have become hot-beds of liberal and antichristian ideals, taught by professors who feel it’s their responsibility to propagandize the students in their classrooms with their same liberal beliefs.

The panelists who identified themselves as Democrats, were in favor of paying high taxes to our government so the government could DO more for us.  What’s happened to the idea of US working hard and DOING for ourselves? Then, give a helping hand to those TRULY in need.  Not just our tax money going to a society raised with the mentality of, “You’re rich, you owe it to me. You should give to me out of your hard work, but I don’t need to do anything on my own to change my condition because it’s your fault I’m in this state to start with.”

The whole mind-bending segment had me shaking my head in disgust and disgrace at the attitudes and beliefs of the college students and at the downward spiral of our country.

I shared the economic side of the discussion to show you that what you believe is how you speak and act. The questions were not only about economics.  Abortion, and a woman’s “right” to choose was the next topic. Needless to say, the liberal student’s answers were not surprising. One woman refused to say the word “baby”, and would only use the word “fetus”. In their effort to believe that abortion does not kill a voiceless, defenseless baby, pro-abortion proponents use words that dehumanize a child created in God’s image.

People fear man when they should fear God, the Creator of all life.  That being said, all human life is sacred in any stage of development or in whatever environment that God-created life dwells.

Thinking of cells, embryos, or a fetus makes it easier to terminate, the unplanned pregnancy.  Look what happens when you say that same sentence with different words; Thinking of a tiny human, or baby makes it harder to kill the child living inside your womb.

To God, no baby is unplanned?  He created the baby, therefore, the child’s life is intentional and shouldn’t be murdered because of financial, relational or inconvenience issues.

After writing this, I want to say again, what we believe is how we act.  Abortion’s tragedy happens because of the lack of, or the breakdown of our spiritual lives in relationship to a holy God and the consequences of personal sin in relationships consummated outside of marriage or from the emotional pain of strained or dying marriages.

I’m speaking to women and men who by choice, abort their children. Not to women who live in countries, family situations or are kidnapped by a person or by human-traffickers where abortion is forced upon them.  Horrifically, that is an ever-increasing issue, and another subject judged by God upon the ones forcing the unwanted living situations and abortions on these women.

God knows our intentions.  He looks inside our hearts, not to our outside appearance as does man.

Colossians 1:18-20   The Voice bIBLE (VOICE)

18 He is the head of this body, the church. He is the beginning, the first of those to be reborn from the dead, so that in every aspect, at every view, in everything—He is first. 19 God was pleased that all His fullness should forever dwell in the Son 20 who, as predetermined by God, bled peace into the world by His death on the cross as God’s means of reconciling to Himself the whole creation—all things in heaven and all things on earth.

Think on these things in the quietness.  If you listen very carefully, you’ll hear God speak His truth to your heart.

Donna

 

Strongholds-Lies We Believe

Although the majority of my posts are about abortion, adoption and infertility, I want this blog to be about the whole person.  Because the choices we make in life are often dependent on how we were raised as children, how we see ourselves and how we think society views us, I want to talk to you about strongholds.  Mental strongholds are lies and distortions we believe about ourselves, things, opinions, reasoning’s and offenses. So, I’m going to tell you about a lie I believed about myself and how it shaped a huge part of my life.

Infertility mimics a slow agonizing death.  The emotional and mentally draining wait each month hoping you’re pregnant usually ends in despair.  It can and does, consume all of who you are if you allow it.  In my post, Adoption An Answer For The Pain.  I share my hopeless feelings about my miscarriages and the way I perceived myself because of the infertility.

At the time, I didn’t realize my response to my inability to have a child was related to issues I’d had most of my life.  Poor self-esteem from being the “fat child in class”, and a teacher who in front of my entire 5th grade elementary class, continually, openly criticized me for having a weight problem.  I never told my parents what was going on.  I was too ashamed.  When you’re in 5th grade, you think teachers are always right, and this was proof that I was not “good enough, not worthy”. That year created a major emotional scar and a lie I believed about myself took root in my mind.

This was 1965.  Eventually, my mother found out, and God bless her, did everything she could to have the teacher removed from the classroom. During the process we found out the woman had been moved around from school to school with similar problems of verbally attacking certain students she particularly didn’t like for various reasons. (not just weight)

When people met me, usually I was told something like this, “You’re so pretty, what a lovely smile, your blonde hair is beautiful.”  But then they glanced down, below my face to the rest of me and the look on their face said it all.  “If you’d just lose a few pounds, you’d be acceptable.”  What I saw in their eyes was, “You’re not good enough”.  The teacher’s critical attitude securely reinforced this same belief.

I made friends when I could shove the lie down deep enough, but the pain always lurked just beneath the surface, threatening to jump out and tell everyone how unacceptable I believed myself to be. I share this with you because what we believe about ourselves and our circumstances has a major bearing on the choices we make in life.

When I speak to you about abortion, I stress how much God loves us.  How He made each of us unique, with special gifts and talents to expand His kingdom of light on this earth, and be a service to others.  Strongholds keep God’s light from coming through us. The lies we believe distort how we see things and judge our circumstances. They argue against who God says we are, His creation, formed in His goodness and glory and how very much we are loved and valued by Him.

Strongholds are open doors, opinions satan can use in our lives. We need to close these doors, slam them shut, lock them up and throw away the keys.  The lies cloud our perception about what God is doing and thinking about us and others.  When you don’t agree with God, you empower satan.  Lies form attitudes in our life and keep us from seeing our responsibility in situations. The spiritual side of ourselves becomes clouded, and we justify the sin in our lives and the choices we make from that belief as if they are “OK”.  The lie that abortion is legal, therefore it’s not murder and acceptable to do is a stronghold in our thinking about the value of life.  Satan uses this untruth promoted by our law and society to destroy life before the baby has a chance to be born and become a part of God’s family on earth. When you want to not be pregnant, it becomes a lie you can embrace to justify changing your perceived dreaded situation.  Strongholds take your mind to a place of negativity and hopelessness.

God says we are His precious creation, His children.  Believing abortion is acceptable keeps us from embracing God’s truth, and instead we believe our actions are justified.  Strongholds are the exact opposite of what God wants to happen, His knowledge about you and your child’s destinies and purpose.  Acts 17:26 (NIV)  26 From one man he made all the nations, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he marked out their appointed times in history and the boundaries of their lands.

Strongholds are not demons.  You don’t cast them out.  You pull them down and out of your mind using God’s word.  2 Corinthians 10:3-5  New Living Translation (NLT)  We are human, but we don’t wage war as humans do. [a]We use God’s mighty weapons, not worldly weapons, to pull down the strongholds of human reasoning and to destroy false arguments. We destroy every proud obstacle that keeps people from knowing God. We capture their rebellious thoughts and teach them to obey Christ.

Ask for God’s help.  Use His word to take your thoughts captive to who Christ says you are. Pull down the lies you believe. Ask Him to speak His truth to your mind.  Repent for the falsehoods you’ve thought were true about yourself and your life.  Ask God to show you how He sees you and your child.

Donna

Understanding Does Not Equal Agreement

Recently, I’ve read that pro-choice people no longer want to use the term “pro-choice” to describe themselves. I imagine it’s hard to explain a term that basically says, “As a woman, you have the right to allow your unborn baby to live, or, you can choose to kill it.  It’s your legal right, your body.”

I’m  sure there are those reading this post that think my first paragraph is judgmental, critical and intolerant.  You must remember, by saying I’m judgmental is itself, judging me.  If you tell me I’m intolerant, isn’t that intolerance?

If you think I’m imposing my moral values on you by stating that abortion kills children and I say it’s wrong to do that, don’t you do the same when you force your moral rules on pro-life people by applauding Roe v. Wade, that gives women the “legal” right to choose, and then tell me I’m intolerant for disagreeing.

I understand that the laws of the USA allow abortion at all stages of the baby’s development, but understanding does not equal agreement.  Think on that horrifying scenario.  How does where we are have any bearing on who we are as a human being?  How does a journey of eight inches down a birth canal make us human, more human, or viable, and give someone the “right” to end our life.

Are we defined by self-awareness and our intelligence levels?  Do others have the “right” to decide if we are less valuable, perhaps burdensome, and therefore, exploit us or kill us if they disagree with those limits?  Babies, toddlers, the aged, disabled and infirmed are examples fitting that possible equation. The forty years since the legalization of abortion, has desensitized our western culture and moral values.   What was once considered evil is now called good, and what was once held as high moral standards is now thought of as evil, judgmental and intolerant.

It’s the frog in pot idea.  The temperature is gradually turned up on the frog, and before he realizes he needs to get out of the pot, he’s comfortable with the water temperature and he’s boiled.

Abortion is only the beginning of people making laws about who should live and who should die.  Anyone considered not useful or a burden on society will soon suffer the same death sentence as the aborted unborn.  There are those promoting post-birth abortions.  No longer partial-birth.  Deliver a child and kill it.

When will killing a six month or year-old child be O.K. because the “mother” decides she could no longer be burdened with the child.  I can see your face and hear your gasps of, “that will never happen!”  Yes it will. Fifty to one hundred years ago, people were jailed for aborting babies.  It was murder. It was unthinkable.  But now, we tell ourselves women have the right to choose. That started just forty years ago.  Evil is good.  Good is evil.

Why don’t women choose to end the life of the toddler they carry in their arms instead of the baby they carry inside their body?  One is outside her body, the other inside.  What’s the difference?

Think about it, if you can . . . . .

Donna

 

 

 

 

 

The Slaughter of Innocents Happens Every Day . . .

December 14, 2012. I stood motionless in my workplace break room, staring up at the TV in horrified disbelief.  Had I just heard the newscaster say that twenty children and six adults were violently murdered in an elementary school in Connecticut? My hand slid up to my throat, my heart raced.  I backed up against the table, grateful that I was alone in the usually busy room. Immediately, I thought of my little grandsons, three and a half and two and a half.

The journalist said the children killed were six and seven. I couldn’t move.  Tears welled up, and I swallowed hard against their threatened spill.  A groaning prayer erupted in my heart and regurgitated across my lips. “Father, God.” I whispered in a shaky voice.  ” I know from what you’ve shown me, those precious little ones are with You, now, safe and loved, free from the evil horror perpetrated against them.  But the parents . . . oh, God, oh God!  How will they survive the agonizing pain?”  “Only You can help them recover, if it is survivable, only Your mercy, kindness and love can cradle them.  Please comfort, love and shelter them, please.  I know You will.  You’re constant and unshakeable.  Please hold onto every victim’s family members and friends. Reveal Your heart to them over and over, as long as it takes.  Thank you.”  I had to clock in from lunch, I’d already waited too long.  Nothing seemed important except running to my grandsons, squeezing them and feeling their warm bodies pressed against my broken heart.  Instead, I returned to my computer, my job . . . and prayed for protection for everyone I loved.

After work, I went home and stood in front of our beautiful Christmas tree.  “Dear God, Christmas.” I spoke into the silence.  “How will those families face Christmas? Some will have already wrapped gifts under their trees for their sweet innocent child who will not be there?”  I prayed again, the only thing that got me through that day.  “Help them, Father, help them!”

Amidst what I was feeling, I thought of my daughter.  She’d given birth just one week before to my precious granddaughter, our first little girl, and little she is, but healthy, and so beautiful.  I remembered something she’d said in the hospital after giving birth.  Her new daughter lay sleeping peacefully on her chest after being nursed.  My daughter glanced up and said, “Just think, a little while ago she was inside me.” At the time she said it, we smiled and agreed how amazing it was.  I also remember thinking that according to our U.S law, she could have aborted her daughter right up to her delivery.  I remember feeling sickened from the thought.  The innocent little girl our whole family so anxiously awaited, who lay sleeping so sweetly, could have been murdered just hours ago, legally, by a choice, and by people willing to do the heinous deed.

The Holy Spirit spoke to me.  “Innocents are slaughtered every day.”  His words dangled in the air like hearing a heartbeat you listen closely to hear, then He continued speaking.  “People are rightly outraged over the school children’s deaths.  The horror appears worse because they were so young.  They can’t put it anywhere in their minds.” I didn’t move, not wanting anything to distract me from His words. “What is the difference in their deaths and the adults who died, their ages?”  I knew what He was telling me.  My granddaughter was the same, born or unborn.  The elementary students were the same as the adults, or my granddaughter.  The only difference was their age, their stage of life.  You could tell from the media frenzy and national reaction to the crime, the deaths of the innocent children seemed more shocking, more brutal. Everyone wants an answer to “WHY”?

The deaths at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown Connecticut will never be forgotten.  Except for the grace of God, the lives taken will leave deep wounds that may never heal. Yet, millions of innocent children are murdered all over the world because we believe the lies that they’re not viable human life in utero, or just unformed tissue.  We’re told because of their stage of life, the unborn are somehow less valuable, less human, incapable of caring for themselves and therefore, have no human rights or are just not human.

The children murdered at Sandy Hook  Elementary were still in need of food and clothing to live, they needed shelter and love and someone to care for their welfare.  Were they, because they were six and seven more valuable than the unborn or newborn, like my granddaughter?   There is no difference!  Give this serious thought.  Murder is murder.  As a society, we’ve chosen to believe the pro-choice lies and the lies of the abortion industry.  Just because we’ve convinced ourselves, does not make it true.

Yes, everyday Sandy Hook happens all over the world.  Where is the outcry?  Think of the lives who will never be and the generations that will not exist because of this evil we call abortion.  We do not deserve it, but I constantly ask God to have mercy and forgive us.

As a nation, we’ve allowed the slaughter of innocents.

Please, please do not choose abortion.  Have an ultrasound.  See the little baby, fully formed, living and growing inside your body.

Choose life.

Donna