This is not the usual type of post I share but this has been weighing heavy on my heart recently. I want to share what I believe in – and what I believe to be important.
I grew up knowing my mom was adopted. My mom was born in 1968 before abortion was legalized. Now, let me throw this in right quick… I am very glad my biological grandmother did not have the choice to legally kill my mother. I don’t know her but it gives me comfort believing she wouldn’t have made that choice anyways.
My biological grandmother was young – a pregnant teen. For part of her pregnancy she lived with other pregnant teens in a home in Louisiana. She gave birth to my mom and gave her up for adoption. My mom was adopted about 9 months later by my grandparents.
I’m so happy my mom was given the right to live – as all should be given that right.
“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are LIFE, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.” – The Declaration of Independence
I am pro-life/anti-abortion. That simply means that I believe life is important and should be available to all who are created. I mean I’m for choice – the choice to abstain from sex, the choice for wise family planning, the choice to either keep and raise your child, or the choice to give that child up for adoption to a family that can and want to raise him or her.
I just want people to understand that when an abortion takes place – that child’s life ends. They don’t get to go to school or fall in love or have kids and grand kids. They are robbed of all of that. My only comfort is knowing that when they are killed, when they are robbed of the chance to live their life, they are with God in Heaven.
So next time you are thinking – well, it’s their body – their choice. Think again. There is a life in that mother’s womb. She should not have the choice to end their life.