When You Were Inside of Me...

When You Were Inside of Me...

How can it be that yesterday

The budding flower of you

Lay nestled and protected

Beneath my beating heart,

But today, you are no more?

Was it only a dream I had of you

Or was it really true?

Hidden inside of me,

Where no-one else could see.

Was it true you called me Mama

And I called you My Pet?

No bigger than a pencil point,

A tiny little miracle,

You began your life in me,

Not a blob of tissue, not some cells I could ignore,

How could I explain to others that you were so much more?

I loved you in the beginning, in the middle and in the end,

I stroked your cheek to keep you calm,

I counted your toes, I tickled your chin,

And cradled you in my arms,

When you were inside of me.

I read you stories and sang you songs

And bounced you on my knee.

I whispered your name in my sleep,

Your little face filled my dreams,

When you were inside of me.

Don't ask me to wake up this morning

How I hate this day,

Your screams and cries are all I hear.

There is no life within me.

They have stolen you away.

No, I will never be the same

No matter what they say,

You cannot be replaced.

You will never be forgotten.

For when they took you from me

They took away my heart.

Will you know me when I get to heaven

Will I know you, My Pet?

Does the sun rise in the morning

In the evening, does it set?

You, my darling baby,

I never will forget.

Do you search for me sometimes

Wondering where am I?

Does God our Father comfort you,

When you begin to cry?

Does your guardian angel read you stories

And bounce you on his knee?

Does he tell you how I loved you

When you were inside of me?

Will he hold you to the window

to watch and wait for me?

Will he tell you when I'm coming

Will he let you run to me?

Do you remember how I loved you

When you were inside of me...

Note:  This poem is an original work written by me and lovingly dedicated to the many women who have lost their babies through abortion and miscarriage and who will never be the same.  Also dedicated to my own little one, lost in the fifth month of pregnancy.

May God comfort and heal the many mothers (and grandmothers) who lost their babies before they ever got to hold them in their arms.  

Imago Dei... Made in the Image of God

“Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you.” Jeremiah 1:5 NKJV

This month is the thirty- ninth anniversary of the Supreme Court decision that legalized abortion in America. Under that law, over fifty million unborn babies (in the United States, alone) have been erased from the face of the earth before they ever had a chance to see the light of day.

They could not vote for or against their own death. They could not campaign for pro-life candidates. They could not stand up and protest. They had no voice. They had no power. They had no “right to life” without their parents okay. There was no cry as these babies went to their deaths. They could not even speak.

Truly, these are the innocents of our time, ordered to be murdered by laws that are based on – what? There can't be any moral power behind a law that violates the law of God. There is no more legitimacy backing up these laws than there was when Herod ordered the slaughter of the innocents in Jesus' time. A nation that slaughters it's most vulnerable citizens, simply because it can, is headed for the judgment of God.

What can we do? Get involved. Pray for the unborn. Pray for the millions of women who suffer from depression and self-rejection following an abortion. Pray for the fathers who never even held their babies or had their fatherhood acknowledged. Pray for fathers and friends and would be grandparents who failed to support the mother-to-be to carry the baby to term. Pray for those who surrounded the woman caught in a crisis pregnancy, who pushed her to abort. Vote for life, whenever you have the opportunity. 

Ask God what you can do and do it.  Don't be passive about this critical issue. You are a walking, talking, breathing testimonial to parents who were pro-life - they gave you an opportunity to live. Give someone else, whose life is hanging in the balance, the same opportunity...

We all bear some level of responsibility for a tragedy of this magnitude. May God forgive us for our own inhumanity to these helpless victims of abortion. May He heal us all of the depth of pain this sin has brought on our land. Whatever we can do, we must do. The innocent unborn babies of the next generation need us to care enough to get involved. Before it is too late for them.

"I feel the greatest destroyer of peace today is "Abortion", because it is a war against the child... A direct killing of the innocent child, "Murder" by the mother herself... And if we can accept that a mother can kill even her own child, how can we tell other people not to kill one another? How do we persuade a woman not to have an abortion? As always, we must persuade her with love... And we remind ourselves that love means to be willing to give until it hurts...” - Mother Teresa