“When does my life begin?” I ask
myself. “When did You, Lord, breathe life into me?” I feel the warmth and
security wrapped in my mother’s womb. I cuddle and press securely against her
insides. She feels me flutter as I get excited. A week ago I was hiccupping in
this fluid. Things are dark and unexplained, but I feel God’s Presence as He
knits me together. It is my 16th week birthday. My parts are now
fully formed. My fingers and toes have nails and even fingerprints! I am about
five inches long and weigh about 3 ounces. I feel vibration and hear the hum of
music outside. I enjoy grasping and pulling the umbilical cord that is near me.
“When does my life begin?”
Two
weeks have gone by. Time seems irrelevant and surreal. I am 19 weeks old. If
the idea of my existence seemed remote, nothing makes it more real than when my
mother feels me move and kick. I squirm and pass time doing back flips. Space
continues to grow and I must be growing too.
Things
are happening. I am wiggling and twisting. Space feels cramped. I cradle and
rest my head in my mother – surrounded and protected by her. My excitement is
almost unbearable. I close my eyes. When I open them I see my mother and father
gazing down at me with love. Sheer grace and love which makes the background
fade from my vision. I fix my eyes on theirs. I blink my eyes trying to
comprehend what is happening. Longing to express love for my parents, I snuggle
deeply into my mother’s breast and fall asleep. “Has my life now begun or was it long ago?”
“When
does my life begin?” he asks himself. “When did You, Lord, breathe life into
me?” He feels warmth and security wrapped comfortably in his mother’s womb. He
presses against his mother’s insides. She feels him flutter as he gets excited.
A week ago he was hiccupping in his mother’s amniotic fluid. Things are dark
and unexplained, but he feels God’s Presence as God knits him together. It is his
16th week birthday. His parts are now fully formed. His fingers and
toes have nails and even fingerprints! Right now he is about the size of an
avocado. In the next few weeks he will double his weight and add inches to his
length. His heart pumps about 25 quarts of blood each day and that amount is
increasing as he develops. He feels vibration and hears the noises outside. He
enjoys grasping and pulling the umbilical cord that is near him. “When does my life begin?” he wonders.
Things
are happening. Time seems irrelevant and surreal. He feels uncomfortable and
weak. He no longer feels snug and secure in his mother’s body. Hearing the familiar voice of his mother, he senses something is wrong. His mother doubts his existence. Soon he feels
something cool and ruthless probe him. His life in the womb fades with darkness and confusion. He
was dilated and evacuated (D&E) from the safe haven of his mother. Things
are left dark and unexplained. “When did his life begin?” He gazes down on his
mother and father with Christ’s love and forgiveness, wrapped securely in God’s
Presence for Eternity. His life on earth was taken from him before it began.
Please Pray for the Abolition of Abortion!!
Psalm 139
1You have searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
5 You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
5 You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
12 even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
12 even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
19 If only you, God, would slay the wicked!
Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty!
20 They speak of you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
21 Do I not hate those who hate you, Lord,
and abhor those who are in rebellion against you?
22 I have nothing but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
23 Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24 See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty!
20 They speak of you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
21 Do I not hate those who hate you, Lord,
and abhor those who are in rebellion against you?
22 I have nothing but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
23 Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24 See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
