Understanding the motivation and feelings of a Pro-Life Organizer

A little piece of my heart is wounded each time we are unable to help a woman turn from her plan to abort the tiny human life within her womb. As an Ultrasound Technician for the past 35 years, I have had the honor of witnessing the work of the Lord, in the womb. “I knit you together in your Mother’s womb…” Psalm 139:13. I have seen and documented the development of tiny humans as they progress through different stages of their lives. “You were made in My image” Genesis 1:27 “You are fearfully and wonderfully made” Psalms 139:14. “Even the very hairs on your head are numbered” Matthew 10:29-31. I have watched the children jump and stretch, stick their tongues out, yawn, suck their thumb, show me if they’re a boy or girl, listen their heart beat, measure their bones and waist size. I have been privileged to watch their growth through the various stages of human development and share that view with their parents and our Creator. I can’t help but be attached to them, because I know them; I have seen and heard them. I have watched them play...

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Peace,

Mike Stack MEV

From Pain to Healing thanks to God's Forgiveness

The following story was written by Tracy, from Connecticut in the United States.  It was forwarded by Mike Stack, a pro-life organizer and a friend of mine. His wife works at the same hospital as my wife, and his daughter babysat our children when they were young.

Within a year of my parents' divorce, when I was sixteen, I left home to avoid the mounting responsibilities of being the oldest of five children. Against my mother's protests, I moved in with a man I met, who gave me a diamond ring and promised marriage as soon as I finished high school.
Before Christmas that year, I found out I was pregnant. My boyfriend demanded that I get an abortion. It was easier to be pushed into abortion than to fight for my baby, not knowing how I would be able to manage on my own.     

I was pregnant at sixteen.

He went to work and told me to "take care of it". The clinic was filled with other women, some somber, some laughing - all of us going in pregnant and coming out alone. The pain of the procedure was worse than I thought possible. I was crying the whole time. For over an hour afterward I was throwing up, repulsed by what I had just done. I told my boyfriend everything in graphic detail. He cried and told me if he had known how horrible it was, he would have never made me do it...




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Felt forgiven after having an abortion

I had an abortion because I was so ashamed of the [promiscuous] life I had been living and couldn't face the judgment I believed would come from my friends and family [when they discovered I was pregnant]. I grew up in church and had been living away from God and my faith. I was so lost.
During my abortion, I felt only the physical pain. I was really good at pushing the emotion pain away. I lived that way for thirteen years. I thought I had done a good job of moving past my abortion until one day when I knew that God was working on my heart to open up to someone about my story.

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Deb
Indiana, United States