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I Had an Abortion by an

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I had an abortion at age 16, I am 24 now and it affects me more now than it did then. I have 2 children now. The day my first was born was the day that I had realized what I had done 5 years before. I had the realization that I had denied a gift from God, and not only did I deny it but I slaughtered it. I was not offered any options other than abortion and saw it only as a way to get "rid" of the "problem" If I had only thought of this "problem" as a living human being that I was going to tear from limb to limb I surely would have made a different decision. I ask forgiveness everyday for what I have done and I also thank God everyday for blessing me with my daughter and son. I responded to this sight because as someone who was all for Pro-Choice in the past and has experienced abortion first hand I am completely against it now. If you are pregnant killing your child, your flesh, your blood, will not resolve anything. Find your options. I thought that I knew love but the day my daughter was born, that beautiful little face staring at me, I felt a more intense love than I thought I could ever know, and to know that I killed one of my precious children just to avoid a tough situation will haunt me forever. If you are considering abortion I beg you to reconsider. There are huge amounts of wonderful loving people just waiting to have a baby in their lives, make their dreams come true. I know a lot of people who say, "I couldn't carry a baby 9 months then just give it away." It is better to give a child to a loving family than to take its life. ADOPTION NOT ABORTION

I Once Had a Dream by Jay

I dreamed I was in a dark place. There was no light, and no walls or ceiling. In a way, however, I was not alone, for I saw an image of a woman standing before me. She was not really there. Instead, she was like a hologram. She was white with long, reddish brown hair, and was wearing a flowing white gown. She spoke nothing, but simply stared into space like a statue. Almost instantly I saw the image change. Her growth process accelerated, but instead of growing older she was growing younger. Within seconds her physical shape became like an unborn child in the womb of her mother. She became bald and developed humanoid characteristics much like that of a first trimester, not yet fully formed baby. And then the holographic image vanished. I was still left in darkness, but the dark surroundings changed a little. I became enveloped in a tightly enclosed space. It had walls, but these were unlike the walls found in any household or building. The walls had a thin, almost rubbery texture, like the surface of a blown up balloon. And then I realized, like the image of the woman I had reverted to my pre-born existence! I was in my mother's womb! But my level of education and knowledge remained the same as a 28-year old. I knew about the world, about the oceans, the continents, and the countries. I knew about mathematics, science, and the arts. Most important of all, I still knew about Jesus Christ. While I believe that we are all given an imprinted primitive awareness of God from conception, we do not know about Jesus when we are in the womb (except if we are John the Baptist!). Because I knew about Jesus I knew about abortion. In real life I have done volunteer counseling of women in crisis pregnancy situations. But until this dream I did not have lull conceptual knowledge of what abortion was. During the dream I began to think of abortion and was given a revelation: abortion is the killing of an innocent human being in the circumstance in which 1 am in. This may not sound like a great revelation, but it was. I no longer saw abortionin a two- dimensional way on a graphic picture. It became three- dimensional as I felt intimately connected to the world of the unborn. Instead of seeing the womb from an ultrasound or photograph, I could touch it and, through a tiny bit of blurred light that came in, I could see it. This three-dimensional realization also brought another startling revelation. The unborn child in the womb who is only a few inches long does not realize they are only a few inches long. For me, I was still five feet eleven inches. I did not feel that I had shrunk any. This made me realize even more than ever before that the unborn child scheduled to be aborted is truly fully human, more human than our society wishes to believe. Knowing who my mother was I was not afraid of being aborted in the dream. I knew my mother was pro-life. I could hear voices faintly on the outside but, though I knew English, I could not quite make out what was being said. They were probably friends or relatives talking about me, the expected baby. In any case, I knew they were not abortion center personnel. I searched around the womb to find the space that the abortionist might use if he inserted his tools of death. I thought it might be at my feet. At that moment I felt the righteous anger of God against abortion. How could we allow the murder of tens of millions of his little ones all over the world every year! Surely soon we are to feel the effects of what we have done! Then the dream ended. The dream was actually a part of a series of dreams that night, ones so diverse that another was where I was Indiana Jones on one of his action adventures! It took a few minutes after waking up to remember this dream. But once I did I quickly forgot the others and realized was a marvelous gift of revelation I had been given. For none of us remembers truly what it was like to be in the womb, but I was given a glimpse, albeit an imperfect one, which I will remember for the rest of my life. To those women (or boyfriends/husbands and any others) who are considering the option of abortion for a family situation I offer this: every child is a gift of the Holy Spirit and no problem is so dire that it warrants the killing of an unborn child. I was given a very special insight into the humanity of the unborn. They are truly human. Instead of seeking abortion as a solution to the problem, a mother should look on her unborn baby as a budding gift given by God himself; which He in His infinite wisdom had ordained to entrust to you because he believes you have the intelligence and capability to handle it. But you do not have to handle it alone. The world holds numerous avenues of help for those in desperate situations, such as Mother Teresa's Sisters of Charity, present throughout the whole world, and Human Life International. Do not believe in the lies that the abortionists tell you about the child in the womb being just a "blob of tissue". it is not. It is a child. Believe me, I know.

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The Empty Tabernacle by Claudia

It was Good Friday 1995 .........As I walked into Holy Angels Church Emptiness and coldness surrounded me. .........No flowers, plants or decorations could be seen, Nor Holy water to bless myself. .........No other human soul was there. As I sat alone looking at the altar .........Below the Crucifix I saw The Empty Tabernacle... Dark, Lonely and Cold .........“Where is Jesus?” puzzled I asked. Ah! This is the day he was crucified for us. .........Staring at the tabernacle I heard a voice say, “That was you when because of the abortions .........you went through, You died with your children and became an .........Empty Tabernacle.” But my sorrowful hearth understood .........the real sacrifice of love Christ made for me Shedding his blood for forgiveness of sin. .........His merciful love has filled my heart That no longer am I an Empty Tabernacle. .........Now I understood better that day I walked into the church of Holy Angels. .........There's hope for a happy Easter After a torturous Good Friday .........For I too, have resurrected with Jesus My loving Redeemer! .........+ + + Claudia In memory of : Richard Anthony Daniel Andrew Christine Anne.