Psalm 139
: 13-18
Artist: Diana Downing
For You did form my inward parts; You did knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I will confess and praise You for You are fearful and wonderful and for the awful wonder of my birth!
Wonderful are Your works, and that my inner self knows right well.
My frame was not hidden from You when I was being formed in secret [and] intricately and curiously wrought
[as if embroidered with various colors] in the depths of the earth [a region of darkness and mystery].
Your eyes saw my unformed substance, and in Your book all the days [of my life] were written
before ever they took shape, when as yet there was none of them.
How precious and weighty also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them!
If I could count them, they would be more in number than the sand.
When I awoke, [could I count to the end] I would still be with You. Amplified
Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words, or so the saying goes. This passage of scripture testifies that life begins in the womb…more specifically at conception. Today with all the medical advancement we’ve made, it is a known scientific fact. Yet we seem to be numbed to the reality of what abortion is; the death of a child, made in the image of God, by His hands…it is also the death and hardening of the mother’s heart.
Five years after my abortion and two years after becoming a Christian was the first time I read that passage. I can still remember the awful guilt and conviction that flooded my heart and soul–I knew God was speaking directly to me. But His grace, forgiveness and love surpasses knowledge and He is able to do exceeding abundantly beyond all that we ask or think–removing our sins from us as far as the east is from the west. When you experience His lavish grace and unmerited favor in forgiving you of all your sins–past, present and future, you cannot help but be passionate about the things of God.
My heart breaks not only for the children that are being sacrificed on the altar of convenience, but for the women, usually not more than young girls, and I pray that they will listen to those of us who have gone down this horrible lonesome road and hear our cries, our love for them and their babies…don’t do this. There really are real choices, death is never our humanly choice, we don’t have that choice or power.
Before I experienced His grace, the torment of taking my own child’s life was an unbearable burden, constantly chipping away at my heart, mind and soul. I am so grateful for His forgiveness, yet even in His grace I am always mindful of the scar that remains, it reminds me how far adrift we are without His favor.
In 1975 just 2 years after the Roe v Wade decision to make abortion legal, it was believed that the “contents of the uterus” was nothing more than a mass of tissue…easily disposed of like you would an unwanted wart! I believed that lie, partly because I wanted to. But now in the 21st century everyone knows that that “tissue” has a heart that starts beating 22 days from conception. It grieves my heart to talk with women, young and old that seem unfazed when confronted with that fact. Usually their answer is, “but it’s my body!” How is it our hearts have become so hard and calloused in such a relatively short 40 years? I believe that the abortion “issue” is what America needs to humble themselves before God , repent and beg Him to cleanse us of this awful stain. If we as a whole nation, not through legislation (I don’t believe you can legislate morality) will humble ourselves and pray and seek His face and turn from our wicked ways, then He will hear from heaven, will forgive our sin and will heal our land. 2 Chronicles 7:14
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