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smbrennan2
I am conducting my very first sunday school class to a room full of Teenage girls and the topic is about abortion. Not so much that it is morally and biblicly wrong but the effects and tolls it takes on the people involved. I just want general reponses to share w/ the girls to give them some ideas about the subject from people all over.
In case your wondering I am against. There are to many people in this world that would die to have a baby and can't and I feel it to be an insult to those people who want them and can't for people to go around and kill there unwanted children instead of maybe adoption.
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A story I found.
Survivor Stories
Testimony of abortion survivor Gianna Jessen before the Constitution Subcommittee of the House Judiciary Committee on April 22, 1996.
My name is Gianna Jessen. I am 19 years of age. I am originally from California, but now reside in Franklin, Tennessee. I am adopted. I have cerebral palsy. My biological mother was 17 years old and seven and one-half months pregnant when she made the decision to have a saline abortion. I am the person she aborted. I lived instead of died.
Fortunately for me the abortionist was not in the clinic when I arrived alive, instead of dead, at 6:00 a.m. on the morning of April 6, 1977. I was early, my death was not expected to be seen until about 9 a.m., when he would probably be arriving for his office hours. I am sure I would not be here today if the abortionist would have been in the clinic as his job is to take life, not sustain it. Some have said I am a "botched abortion", a result of a job not well done.
There were many witnesses to my entry into this world. My biological mother and other young girls in the clinic, who also awaited the death of their babies, were the first to greet me. I am told this was a hysterical moment. Next was a staff nurse who apparently called emergency medical services and had me transferred to a hospital.
I remained in the hospital for almost three months. There was not much hope for me in the beginning. I weighed only two pounds. Today, babies smaller than I was have survived.
A doctor once said I had a great will to live and that I fought for my life. I eventually was able to leave the hospital and be placed in foster care. I was diagnosed with cerebral palsy as a result of the abortion.
My foster mother was told that it was doubtful that I would ever crawl or walk. I could not sit up independently. Through the prayers and dedication of my foster mother, and later many other people, I eventually learned to sit up, crawl, then stand. I walked with leg braces and a walker shortly before I turned age four. I was legally adopted by my foster mother's daughter, Diana De Paul a few months after I began to walk. The Department of Social Services would not release me any earlier for adoption.
I have continued in physical therapy for my disability, and after a total of four surgeries, I can now walk without assistance. It is not always easy. Sometimes I fall, but I have learned how to fall gracefully after falling 19 years.
I am happy to be alive. I almost died. Every day I thank God for life. I do not consider myself a by-product of conception, a clump of tissue, or any other of the titles given to a child in the womb. I do not consider any person conceived to be any of those things.
I have met other survivors of abortion. They are all thankful for life. Only a few months ago I met another saline abortion survivor. Her name is Sarah. She is two years old. Sarah also has cerebral palsy, but her diagnosis is not good. She is blind and has severe seizures. The abortionist, besides injecting the mother with saline, also injects the baby victims. Sarah was injected in the head. I saw the place on her head where this was done. When I speak, I speak not only for myself, but for the other survivors, like Sarah, and also for those who cannot yet speak ... Today, a baby is a baby when convenient. It is tissue or otherwise when the time is not right. A baby is a baby when miscarriage takes place at two, three, four months. A baby is called a tissue or clumps of cells when an abortion takes place at two, three, four months. Why is that? I see no difference. What are you seeing? Many close their eyes...
The best thing I can show you to defend life is my life. It has been a great gift. Killing is not the answer to any question or situation. Show me how it is the answer. There is a quote which is etched into the high ceilings of one of our state's capitol buildings. The quote says, "Whatever is morally wrong, is not politically correct." Abortion is morally wrong. Our country is shedding the blood of the innocent. America is killing its future.
All life is valuable. All life is a gift from our Creator. We must receive and cherish the gifts we are given. We must honor the right to life.
I am having a really hard time. Help. Memorial for baby?
shadowlp06
Here is my friend. She needs some help, Please help her.
Hello,
I am having a really hard time. My baby's memorial service will be this Thursday. I don't want to get into too much detail on the circumstances, but my baby passed due to an abortion at 8 weeks. I've already been living a life of pain, sorrow, regret, anger, depression and so on, so please no nasty comments. Not to be rude, but no one knows my story. And I am not validating my choice. I miss my baby terribly, and never wanted an abortion.
I have been trying to make a video, but its not turning out too well. I am just not sure on what pictures to use, and or what to write. I was trying to tell my story along with my apologies to my baby in the video. You know, to memorialize him or her.
I want to do something really special. I want to honor my baby. I want to let him or her know how sorry I am, and how even though I made a wrong choice, how much they meant and mean to me, as I love him or her.
I don't have any memories from that time in my life. Not anything physical I can hold onto. The pregnancy test was thrown out by the father. I have nothing. I do have a picture I believe was taken of me when I was pregnant, but I can't remember the exact date it was taken. All I have is the memory of my baby being with me, and one time I remember while I was in the tub, I grabbed the bar of soap and started to gently wash my stomach. I remember I was so sad, and I wanted nothing more than to care for my baby. I even remember sitting in slightly cooler water, as I was afraid of sitting in too hot of water.
I remember just sitting there, staring at my stomach, looking at my belly button and being so sad. I also stopped taking all meds when I found out about the pregnancy. I was on meds for mental health issues. And I abruptly stopped everything cold turkey. I do admit, I was not in the right state of mind, and I was in no place to make a decision, but my free will was taken from me. I felt like I had no voice, and I wasn't strong enough to do anything about my weaknesses.
I remember just being alone. Please help me. What can I do? My baby is gone, and I am dying inside. I want something so very special for him or her. I have asked god to reveal what my baby was, and I don't feel I have received an answer. I want so badly to know. I think it may help in putting my special dedication memorial together.
I know I made a mistake, and a much as I want to undo it, I can't. Please anyone out there, what can I do? I am open to any ideas. Thank you...
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HI,
My deep condolences .
How painful to go through such an experience. When you feel that the walls have come down around you and you are left to pick up the shattered pieces of your life .
Finding ways to remember your baby can be a very important part of your healing process.
But first i have a question , where is the dad ? Is he around sharing this with you? Anyway , i hope so, cause you need all the help you can get.
Here are some ideas for help:
1-Name your baby . You can pick a gender neutral name , so that when you talk about your baby, you can talk about him/her with a name.
2-Start a blog or a web page for your baby, to write about your feelings as well as a place to post poems, songs and other things that remind you of him/her.
3-If you have an empty space , Create a memorial garden with some of your favorite flowers.
4-If you pray , include the lost baby in your nightly prayers.
5-Join a support group to share your thoughts with people having the same experiences.
6-And of course , the memorial service is a good idea .You can think about what you wanted to share with your baby and include them in the service.
May God bless you , and please accept from me this little gift to you and your lost baby :
He lay beneath my heart in a soft secret place,
and felt i knew him,
Yet i've never seen his face,
snuggled warm and quiet he moved to show he was there,
like the touch of butterfly wings created from the love we shared.
I'm sorry God kept you as an angel
and that you couldn't be here with us ,
wings on your back,
A halo on top,
would be your destiny.
God didn't look deep enough into my heart
for a precious child like you wasn't here for me to treasure.
I thought i found a love like no other,
that blossomed till the day of your birth,
I'm so sorry God kept you his little angel,
and couldn't send you here to me on earth.
I wish you peace in your heart.
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