Our Babies Are Alive  by Deena McDaniel Positively Beautiful Blog 6/26/22

 

 


 

 

 

When I found out I was pregnant I instantly was able to have a 3D ultrasound! There she was tiny and almost smiling in my womb. The photo was taken at 10 weeks. Posted full screen at church, Abigail gave the communion message. Yes, it was only her daddy speaking, but I’m certain it would be something she would agree to, life! Each baby we had, 4 in total, was a joyous event. Each kid has their own birth story and very different pregnancy story as well. Life! What a gift from God. Early in our marriage, we didn’t conceive. I’d thought I’d be barren. God knew differently. That first heartbeat sound at 10 weeks is always a time to weep with joy. Life!

 

 

 

 

 

 

I cannot imagine my life without any of my four children. You might laugh, but I wish I’d had more. Children are a gift and not a mistake. None of us can miraculously make a baby. Isaiah 44:2 – “Thus says the Lord who made you, who formed you from the womb and will help you: Fear not, O Jacob my servant, Jeshurun whom I have chosen.” God’s the one who creates life. Thank you, my wonderful Creator! I’m not here to debate the recent court decision, I’m here to tell you, my story. LIFE!

 

 

 

 

 

 

When our second child was 3 years old, he wanted to play a silly grab the duck game at the Eldon Turkey Festival in Missouri. To make him happy I let him play while I stared at the simplistic posterboards at the booth. “You can have a pin,” the teenager pointed out. There inside a rudimentary bucket was a pile of pins. They were two tiny feet. “That’s what baby feet look like at 6 weeks old,” the gal smiled. I gently placed one in my hand. The Holy Spirit spoke to my heart. These murdered children through abortion are my children and your family, the family of God. Charley won some candy. I wept and understood LIFE. Proverbs 24:11,12 – “Rescue those who are being taken away to death; hold back those who are stumbling to the slaughter. If you say, “Behold, we did not know this,” does not he who weighs the heart perceive it? Does not he who keeps watch over your soul know it, and will he not repay man according to his work?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

It didn’t take debate. It didn’t take great arguments to make me understand. Simply recognizing life made me understand the silent screams of murder.  Please hear my heart, there is forgiveness from God. He says go and sin no more. The grief from past decisions will most likely require counseling. Please reach out to a pregnancy help center. www.heartbeatofmiami.org is in our area. We must be here for the hurting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I had to share my joy of understanding life. Hardships are real and help is always available.  It’s never easy to walk alone during pregnancy and you will always have help if you reach out. Be mindful of your media posts. There’s a true pain in the truth. Post-abortion is a process of healing through the trauma of the mistake. Hate is never helpful.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve wept many tears lately thinking of the thousands of babies that will be born because of choosing life! Abortion isn’t a way of birth control. It’s murder. The baby is a baby no matter how small. The baby is a baby no matter what location it takes. A baby is a person who God created. To be clear, science shows through ultrasound that inside a womb is a person. Babies in the womb feel pain and fight to stay alive.

 

 

 

 

 

Rejoice to know the children of 2022 will say thank you. Now there will be babies growing up in the coming generation who will understand even more the attack on the family. LIFE! When is it ever okay to kill a child? Deception is from the Evil One. Every child made is a planned pregnancy from God. To all of those who have been praying, me and millions of others, AMEN.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We had our last baby when I was 40 years old. Nope, it wasn’t planned, but oh what a joy our Abigail is to our lives. Recently our now 18-year-old daughter Abigail shared her thoughts on life with me. Here’s part of her poem, “When my name comes up, I want the first thing that you think of is me dancing in the moonlight. I want my hugs to feel like bonfires in winter, like the last slice of apple pie, amber eyes, and a desert oasis.  I want to feel like sunbeams peeking through the water, cat purrs and dandelions…to be loved like a 100 golden retrievers, hanging plants, ice cream after swimming, pub subs, and mac and cheese…”  Think of all the new lives that will be lived because of the court.    CHOOSE LIFE! Children are our future.

 

 

 

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