|VICTIMS OF ABORTION SPEAK OUT
THE VOICE OF EXPERIENCE
"THERE IS NO SIN SO GREAT THAT GOD CANNOT FORGIVE NOR
WOUND SO DEEP THAT HIS LOVE CANNOT HEAL"
|1971 A young woman lay on a cold, steel operating table in a Los Angeles clinic. As a nurse checked her vital signs and administered anesthesia, her legs were spread apart and placed in metal stirrups. The very moment she lay on that surgical table, she knew something was terribly wrong. She'd tried to analyze her life. She even wondered what she was doing there, so far from home. Yet, she believed that abortion was the only solution to a crisis situation. When the 21-year-old woke up from the procedure, she was no longer pregnant. Although her abortion lasted only a few minutes, her pain, both physical and psychological, would last for many years to come. Out of desperation, she had made a fatal mistake. This is her story and the story of countless thousands of women who have experienced firsthand, the trauma of an abortion and have lived to regret it. - Eva Marie Stover, Victims of Abortion Speak Out|
|I aborted my child several years ago. A young woman, naive, I'd felt all alone.
Desperation my companion, confused and scared; inwardly I was dying and I felt nobody cared.
The only voices I'd heard chanted nothing short of "It's your life, your career! For convenience sake, abort!"
Turbulent of mind and no alternatives in view, I'd finally given in, not knowing what else to do.
On a cold steel table, sedated, shivering, I'd heard the anguished cries of a woman and of a suctioning machine.
I pulled myself up and tried to get away, while voices all around me commanded me to stay.
The woman screamed louder; shock waves filled the air. Suddenly, all is silent; no more screaming anywhere.
"Dear GOD," I cried, "what have I done?" I realized too late, I'd taken the life of my precious son.
Standing above me was my child's merciless killer, Satan's cohort in the guise of a "healer". I was weak and nauseated.
Still, he told me I could leave. "Take these pills in case of infection," he said. "How does it feel to be free?"
How, in an instant, could I hate such a man! Clearly, he was my enemy and never my "friend".
My baby's father was waiting for me outside. I wanted no more to do with him. My love for him quickly died.
Anger and bitterness soon entered my life: hatred, unforgiveness, spiritual strife, hatred of self, of men, of all,
Thoughts of suicide, then of withdrawal, stomach disorders, hysterectomy -- all for the sake of "Liberty".
I drank all day and through the night; in vain, I'd sought to end my life.
I cried for my baby through many long years. My breasts ached to nurse him, my arms to hold him near.
I was poor, wretched, blind; I was bound and not free. From a cold, dark tomb of despair, I'd cried, "GOD have mercy on me!"
I was so very sorry for all the wrong I'd done. Tired, weak, and weary, I no longer desired to run. In that very instant,
He came and filled me with His light. Somehow I knew from that day forward, He would make all things right.
It was then I became a brand new creation! Old things were passed away; I was on the road to healing and restoration.
Years later, the LORD appeared to me in a vision. And with closed eyes, I could see He was tenderly enfolding my baby,
and lovingly handed him to me. I was allowed by GOD to hold him for a moment, yet it seemed like an eternity.
Then smiling, He whispered, "See, My child, you have lost nothing in Me!" Years of grief turned to joy and laughter.
My baby was alive and not dead! Great release flooded my heart with new gladness, as I clung to the words that He said:
"Many are the lost, the hurting, the wounded, in desperate need of My healing touch.
Bound in tight grave clothes by the sins of their past, they need to know I love them so much.
Go now and loose them! Let My mercy and compassion rule your heart.
Go and tell them what I've done in your life and I promise I'll do My part.
For the Spirit of the LORD GOD is upon you to liberate those who are bound;
for I came to seek and to save those that are lost, that they, too, might one day be found."
(Jeremiah 31:15-17; Isaiah 61:1-3; Psalm 30:11-12; 126:3; Matthew 5:4, 9:9-13; Luke 7:36-50; John 3:16-17;
Romans 12:15; II Corinthians 1:3-4, 5:17-19; I John 1:9; Revelations 7:17; 21:4-6)
|"Fear not, for thou shalt not be ashamed: neither be thou confounded; for thou shalt not be put to shame: for thou shalt forget the shame of
thy youth, and shalt not remember the reproach of thy widowhood anymore" Isaiah 54:4
|"Blessed be the GOD and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and the GOD of all comfort, Who comforts us in all our afflictions so
that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted of GOD" - II Corinthians 1:3-4
|TESTIMONY OF AN ABORTED WOMAN SET FREE|