Nope, Not Anti ...

Always a beautiful setting, Minto-Brown Island Park, provides pleasure to wonder about the 1200 plus acres, whether you choose to walk, run or bike. On this particular Saturday, a young friend and I were directing participants in the Hope Pregnancy Center ‘Walk/Run-a-Thon’. A simple job, made fun as we encouraged and chatted, both with participants and those leisurely enjoying the mild August morning.

One such elderly lady strolled up to us and looking at our shirts said, “Pregnancy Clinic”. With a quizzical look, she continued. “Are you anti-abortion”? Without skipping a beat, I smiled and responded with, “Actually we are about supporting women who have found themselves in the midst of a ‘crisis pregnancy’.” Lifting her head slightly skyward, she let out with an ahhhh, and then continued on her slow, but determined walk.

Sixty-five years ago, my very own mother, at the age of sixteen, found herself in a ‘crisis pregnancy’. I’m pretty sure that there were no such organizations that were available to provide such caring support. Though I know that my grandmother, Nana, was that very support, beside her along the way.

And now, in August of 2023, I’m grateful for the care, the compassion, the guidance, through emotional, mental and physical means, they … we are able to encourage these young women of the immeasurable value of that the life that is growing within them.

No, I am not ‘Anti’ … rather, I’m for the life of each that grow within that very amazing space, called a womb, which our Creator has specially designed for each baby to begin their journey.

Perhaps better words have not been spoken, than by David in Psalms 139, where he says, “For You (God of Creation) formed my inward parts; You knitted me 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.”

I’m grateful that I was wonderfully knitted within the womb of Elizabeth Ann. I know that my soul … it knows it very well!