Below is a poem about abortion that I recently came across on the internet. I printed it out and included it in Sunday's church bulletin as an insert. Its author is "anonymous" but it is written from the perspective of a woman who struggled mightily with guilit after having an abortion...and then finding forgiveness in Jesus Christ.
Today is the 35th anniversary of Roe vs. Wade, the Supreme Court decsion that effectively legalized abortion. And as we remember and continue the fight to save future unborn lives, let us not forget to minister to the women who have been savagely duped by the "Planned Parenthoods" the "Hillary Clintons" or the "Barack Obamas" of the world that have told them they have the Constitutional right to kill their unborn kids. The Liberals speak the Devil's lie on abortion. Let's commit to lovingly, yet boldly speaking the truth to these women and the world at large. Abortion is heinous beyond words....But the grace of God is greater than any sin, for those who will turn in repentance and faith to Jesus Christ as Lord of their life. Even those who have had abortions...can "Begin a new day" with Jesus Christ.
I Began a New Day (A Post-Abortion Poem)
By an Anonymous Author
In a far away place and a different time,
I killed my first child, a most heinous crime.
The state didn't come, and I didn't stand trial.
Judge Blackmun was calm when he said with a smile,
"Killing is legal," say we the High Court
"But don't call it murder, Just call it 'abort.'"
The judge in my heart would not let the case rest.
I had no defense when once put to the test.
Found guilty I was by my heart's "supreme court."
"You murdered your baby!" it screamed in retort.
With tears on my cheeks it was too late, I knew
to bring back the life of the child I once slew.
The gavel slammed down, and it rang in my head,
"You are guilty as charged, and deserve to be dead.
We now give you torment to pay for your sin," was the
sentence passed down from my own court within.
"You will never escape. You're branded. Don't hide.
Your just due is death. You should try suicide."
I was beaten in prison by daily attack.
I was paying a debt, so I never fought back,
No hope of escaping, and this I knew well.
I cried out to God from my own self-made hell.
That day I met Jesus. He smiled in my face.
He said, "I forgive you. Come walk in my grace."
"Lord, I believe you forgive me, and yet,
Blameless you are. Can you pay for my debt?
"And Lord, please don't touch me, for I am unclean.
I'm filthy with murder, a most wretched being."
I poured out my story. He showed no surprise.
I gazed up with awe at the love in His eyes.
"I paid for your crime, yes, was nailed to a tree.
There's no condemnation, if you'll trust in Me.
"I took on your blame and your curse on My soul
So you may be free without judgment and whole."
I sputtered, "Dear Lord, where's the justice in this?
I killed my first son, and you offer me bliss?"
Tears blurred my vision, yet there on His face
Were eyes of compassion, blue oceans of grace.
I thought to myself, "Now the past has been buried?
I'm free of the guilt that for years I have carried?"
He said to accept. It's a gift that is free.
This is atonement, not justice for me!
My judge was dismissed, my accusers, and jury.
The truth of His love made them leave in a fury.
He smiled,"Walk with Me and come learn My way”
And grasping His hand, I began a new day.
( If you are hurting from an abortion, please call "Project Rachel" toll-free at 1-888-456-HOPE.People are waiting to help you .)