It's been two weeks now, and the tears are coming lest frequent, and a new strength is taking its place. I continue to find women connecting to and/or moved by what I'm doing and their words keep me typing. This process has started a conversation with my husband and my family that seems to be bring a bit of peace in all of us.
Again it's Friday and I've been to the post office. Today brought disappointment to me, no different than any other day as far as the gathering around the clinic, but today they filled the sidewalk and corner with condemnation and shame. Not my shame, but shame to anyone heading for that building.
I've noticed that they have a ring leader, they pull up along side the curb and open the back end of their van and there sits a stack of signs and the volunteers for that day gather around the car and pick out the signs they want to hold that day.
One woman stood on the corner her sign said "Abortion stops a beating heart", her rosary beads in her hand, dangling in front of her sign, she was smiling and chatting with another woman as if they were at a social event. A wash of disappointment is all I feel.
Where is hope...
Hope is in the form of a LOVING God who has never been unhappy he created you. He has carved your name (and your baby's name) in the palm of his hand and waits patiently for the day he can wrap his loving arms around you when you come to your eternal home. This little soul is already there and waiting to be reunited. There is only Love that reigns. God loves you. I love you. I am proud to know you.
ReplyDeleteWhen you're ready, I hope you approach them and talk to them about the impact they've had on you, and how they might change their approach so that women will see hope rather than condemnation or guilt.
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