It's Sanctity of Human Life Month and this month is so special to me because it hits so close to home. Before I found out that I had survived an abortion- this month was just another month to me. "Sanctity of Human Life" meant nothing to me. Being "Pro Life" meant nothing to me. I was a Christian and didn't agree with abortion but I never thought about or talked about. Not at home. Not in church. Ever. Not until I learned that I had been affected by it. Not until I learned that I had survived something that was meant to take my life. ABORTION.
1 in 3 women have had or will have an abortion in their lifetime. That means someone in most of our immediate families. That means someone is MISSING in most of our families whether we know it or not. Not only the person that was aborted-- but the children of that person, the grandchildren of that person, etc aren't with us.
I've been posting about my daughter lately because I can't help but think that she wouldn't be here if the abortion had successfully done what it was supposed to do: take my life, take my daughters life, take my daughter's (one day) children's lives, and so on.
This month- let's do our best to acknowledge and talk about what this month is about: the sanctity of life. Physical and spiritual. Without life- nothing else matters. Nothing else is able to be fought for. It all begins with life. Start the conversation. Stand up. Speak up. Make a difference in your community for life. Talk with your family and especially with your children. It matters. Pray for those who have had abortions. They deserved better. We all deserve better. We can bring an end to abortion together. It starts with us, and it starts now.
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