Have you ever been scoffed at for your faith?
You stand up for truth. You pray for justice and mercy. Bible study is always important. Time alone with God is always first. Husband, children, and church are priorities. Fellowship, theology and doctrine are significant in your life. But aside from all things faith based, you still stand up for hot topics, controversial issues and ridiculously important things that no matter what side of the coin you stand on, you fight for right.
No matter what you say, do, hope for, stand for, or support, scoffing follows because ignorance is too important to happy living than to righteous living.
There’s a pretty hot topic that I always speak up about that I get a lot of flack for, scoffed at, and eyes rolled at. I like to think this is out of ignorance and how it doesn’t really affect them so why should I ever talk about it. But no matter where you stand on the spectrum of liberty of mind and body, and despite whatever facts you may try to dispense towards me, I will never be swayed nor be brought down when it comes to my faith in my Savior Jesus Christ and what He holds dear to him. No one will ever tell me that fighting for truth and life is wrong and puts too much of a wedge in the already politically charged world.
My story that has led me to stand on solid ground when it comes to life and the sanctity that the Lord has placed on it is long. I was once told to stop talking about it. I was told that it wasn’t important, that no one was listening. Instead of defeat bringing me down, I stood taller. For some of you, you know the story. But no matter how many times I tell it, where I share it, and how I stand up and out for it, this story keeps us going, gives hope, shares truth, and will bring glory to the Lord for what He has gotten us through.
Psalm 139:13-16 ESV
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.
When life happens, and tragedy knocks at your door, you need to persevere. When you do, your testimony is formed and you live to speak truth into a situation, into others, and to shine your faith.
I am asked to stop talking about it by people I know, who were around when we went through this life changing experience. People who were there holding our hands now tell us it’s a moot point. Stop talking.
My story is this in a nutshell: pregnancy number one went awry. My water broke at 23 weeks after I was sick from strep two months prior. Not sure if the two went hand-in-hand, but I am sure it was a contributor. After a stay in the ICU for a night, many stress tests, and monitors galore, the Neo-Natal doctor came in and stood on a soapbox of lies.
“Your baby will die.”
“Your marriage will be destroyed.”
“You will be depressed and never want to deal with life again.”
“Terminate to save yourselves from the stress of a baby whose brain will never work and will not live long.”
Then this was a grand thing that happened. Disgust was thrown at the doctor and victory was given to me. I am not sure what others thought in private moments, but they made me out to be a champion to my face.
At 39 weeks my screaming, pink baby girl came into the world. At over 8 lbs, and full of perfect chub, she was alive. Bedrest, limited activity, and lots of love gave her a chance at life. Life won, love won, and the truth overtook the dire situation the doctor claimed for us.
Fast forward seventeen years and people would never champion me. They would blast me, gossip about me, lecture me, and maybe even turn their backs on me if this was my situation. People can kill their perfectly healthy full term babies for no reason in some places. Imagine if they got wind of your situation and you didn’t chose murder. The pressure you would be under would be suffocating.
“Whoever sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed, for God made man in his own image.”
Then there’s the dark side to pregnancy. Violence should never beget violence. Why make the pain endure longer or permanently. Life is precious even though how it was created was out of hatred and pain. Working through disaster and horrendous circumstances should never lead to a hopeless choice that only creates a further hopeless void. So much pain is involved, but there is love on the other side of these trying times.
We are grieved by a sinful world. We are influenced into compromising our faith through every day relations with the world and its people. Satan has a grip-hold on our heads, but our hearts and souls have the option to look towards where our moral compasses should come from. There’s truth in life. Jesus died at the cross for every one’s sins, not the just the believers… everyone! The gift of freedom can lead us to lay our bound hearts and souls at the foot of that cross and allow for Jesus to take up those burdens and sins for us. We can freely choose life without guilt and without encumbrance. He will walk with us through all things.
I pray for those who have been heart-broken by abortion. I pray that their spirits are renewed and their hearts are healed. I pray that they seek council with our Lord and with someone they can trust to walk them through their heartbreak.
But in all of this, never let fear rule the day.
My daughter had a name long before I knew it. It was there at the foundation of the world. The Lord has been holding on to her ever since creation circled the globe. She fought through life, and found peace in the Lord. She loves out loud, speaks truth, hides tidbits of all things in her amazing thoughts, and is setting out to be a world changer for the Lord’s kingdom.
I overcame. She overcame. We don’t buy into lies and no one can ever throw ad hominen fallacies our way and walk away with the satisfaction of being triumphic over our truths.. Facts and science are just that, and even more so, a Christian should understand Biblical truth above all else.
The best part is that in the end, God wins. He has already overcome the world and now we wait, standing firmly on the rock of our salvation.
We find further struggle as we walk this Christian life. My child has a disability and fights through to live a life of freedom in this troubling world. She fights to find a place, a purpose, and a way to bring glory to God no matter what difficulties face her on a daily basis. Her story is all of our stories. Fighting up stream against the enemy’s lies that infiltrate the world is a constant battle, but we do have confidence in what awaits for us when we reach the waters edge. The Lord is making a place for us and through our faith in Him, His grace is sufficient and in the end, He wins… life wins.
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.The best part is that in the end, God wins. He has already overcome the world and now we wait, standing firmly on the rock of our salvation. Click To Tweet
We March for Life this year to share our story, to instill hope in others, and to encourage those who fight through infertility, baby loss, and abortion regret. Join us in standing for truth.
Humanity on display at just 10 weeks gestation… the photo that changed history.