So Glad I Chose To Reject Abortion!
by sheila carpenter
(st cloud mn)
I was 22 years old and had just graduated from college. I secured my first teaching job and found I was pregnant. The baby's father wanted me to have an abortion. I did not, but we went to an abortion clinic just to "check it out as an option".
This was in the mid 1970s and the initial down payment was $150, which I borrowed from my brother. He did not know the purpose for the money.
We went to the clinic and heard all of their justifications. Several other women were with me during their spiel. One in particular really bugged me. She had already had two abortions and was coming back for a third. Her flippancy was disgusting.
I was a major wimp at the time...definitely what psychologists would term a 'co-dependent' with poorly defined boundaries, but the SPIRIT OF THE LIVING GOD gave me the holy boldness to say NO to this. I bawled my eyes out all the way back home.
The baby's father said he was leaving...and he did, for 6 months. He came back and our son was born. We did not marry but lived together for almost two years before marrying. I was pregnant with my second son at that time. The father of my sons was high on drugs during the wedding and much of the time. I was constantly working, up at night with babies, and had a 3rd son two years after that. It was not an easy road to hoe, but through the difficulties, I learned to devour GOD'S WORD and to draw close to HIM.
Physical violence entered the relationship as well as many adulterous flings on the part of my husband. In 1984, I called the authorities after a beating and my husband was arrested. My sons and I went to a battered women's shelter for 3 weeks and then moved to a duplex. My husband and I attempted reconciliation but he filed for divorce two years later. He went to prison for selling drugs to an undercover agent and fathered a little girl by another woman.
By the grace of GOD, he had a sovereign experience of repentance and salvation before he died at age 49 of a brain aneurysm.
My sons are now ages 27, 29, and 31 and doing well. I also have six wonderful grandchildren. For many years my sons ran from the call of GOD on their lives and fell into many of the same curses, sins, and iniquities as their earthly father (ie. drugs, immorality, jail, prison, etc.) BUT GOD ! gave me a promise that HE would get ahold of them, that HE would send the bulldozers through and knock the walls down, that HE would give me a new beginning, full of the dew of heaven and the rain of GOD. And HE has, is, and will. And no flesh will glory!!!
If you choose life and choose blessing both you and your seed will live. HE is faithful and Romans 8:28 is absolutely true.