A conversation that I saw on Facebook:
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(all except me). Writing styles have been preserved to retain
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for the style or wording of said comments.
Ohio House Passes A Bill Making It Illegal To Kill Someone With A Heartbeat
Person 1: “Hey ladies, you get pregnant remember that is a child, how about JUST SAY NO…DON’T BE A MURDERER.”
Person 2: “Hey mama. . . I don’t think there is a single person who would disrespect your choice in being against abortion as a personal choice. However, I would ask if you really feel you have a right to make that choice for another woman?”
Person 1: “No it is up to them to make that choice and live with that knowledge and believe me living with the fact your a murderer scars you for life.”
Person 2: “But you agree that women have the right to make that decision, correct”
Person 1: “right or wrong that is up to the person. I know what I believe and I would never want push my beliefs on others, however, I do not want others to mandate, make laws against, or push their beliefs upon me. Therefore I do not believe my taxes should go on funding murder in an way or form….and if people chose to do this horrific practice so be it let them pay the price for now and in eternity. But I don’t understand the why for abortion, when birth control is cheap and free in health dept. I feel if your willing to open your legs, then a person is responsible for taking precautions, why are so many women willing to sleep around and not use anything, the mind set is its easy and they make themselves believe that it is not a child in their womb when they get pregnant but the lie they believe does not make it true. Watch the ultrasounds of a baby at 4,6,8,14 weeks they are a human being, and their lives mean just as much as the women carrying them. I am a mother I could never ever imagine having murdered my child because I felt they may get in my way or plans… Thank GOD for I have my children, imagine if I had chosen differently.”
Person 3: “People only wish to protect children that are wanted. when it becomes a child that is unwanted that’s when people objectify it and give it no right. Even though I believe a woman should have the right to choose… Abortion is a very selfish thing. like Mother Teresa once said, abortion is a mother declaring war upon her child and if a mother can not love her child how are we supposed to love one another. And I know people say abortion is good for medical issues… But to me it still seems very selfish. we don’t have a right to choose who will live or die and in the end it’s those without a voice that suffer the consequences of a forced choice”
Person 2: “I think the arguments are valid and I’m not trying to debate the morality of abortion. My main concern is that I don’t believe I have any right to tell another woman what to do with her body, and I definitely wouldn’t support laws or people in power who are trying to take away that right. I think if you want to share your views on why not to choose abortion, then share your stories, support organizations who help women who are in tough situations and pregnant, etc.. . but don’t try to take away the choice from women.”
Person 3: “I would and do support a law like and as an adult, a women has so many choices to prevent pregnancy. Where as, like that craigslist murder…there’s no justice. There’s no way to protect that life and I will always choose the life of a child over that of an adult. And we may not have a right to tell person what not to do, but we have a right to speak up for the voiceless and not let our rights endanger each other. There are families that want that life.
Women fight so hard for rights…and abortion.
Yes, women have their rights, but what about the right of that child? What about all the avenues to prevent pregnancy, or avenues to give up a child. Just because the government says something’s okay doesn’t make it right, much like just because you can do something doesn’t make it right.”
Person 3: “I get super peeved about this topic…because it’s an excuse to not take accountability, do proper prevention, or truly understand what love is…sacrifice. So, super peeved.”
Person 1: “I think the biggest issue here is that so many people chose abortion like it was an aspirin for a headache. They are stupid and lazy and don’t want to take precautions for their actions, I cant and do not support stupidity or laziness. 85% of abortions could have been prevented! I am sick and tired of ignorant people fighting for it saying its a women right to choose…why did not that same woman choose to prevent instead of going around not taking precautions….and don’t argue that no healthcare or money cause obama supposedly gave us free healthcare…NO EXCUSES anymore but still women choose the right to legally murder….it sickens me! take responsibility. This is not a moral issue this is an issue of the lazy, stupidness, and dumbing down of our Country! If we take morals out of the issue and look at this logically then we see women are stupid!”
Person 1: “Person 3, you are so right people are selfish and feel they are right but we all know its just a cop out for stupidity….”
Person 2: “I’m not going to debate your opinions but I do feel they’re simply that. Opinions rooted in personal beliefs. I don’t think science has yet decided the hard line in which a pregnancy changes from a group of cells to a child so ultimately it’s left up to personal interpretation. I get that. Again, I’m not trying to argue on the morality of abortion itself. I’m just trying to stress that it is a hugely personal decision between a woman and her doctor. And the right for it be that should be protected.
ME: You know, I would never vote for any politician that supported having speed limits on our roads. How dare they tell me what to do! How dare tell me how fast or slow I have to go or what is “safe” for me. I will decide that as I drive! People do it all of the time out there, so I know I’m not the only one that feels this way.
11 “Clothe me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews?
12 “You have granted me life and lovingkindness; And Your care has preserved my spirit.” Job speaking to God here…
©2015 Mark Davis
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Kendra Perrine
/ April 9, 2015Yes this post has Blessed me–my daughter got pregnant out of wedlock–we are Christians–the sad PART WAS –SHE FELT SHE SHOULD save ME AND MY hUSBAND EMBARRASSMENT because we went to church, and she was raised to marry before bearing children, therefore she had thought about abortion—-but couldn’t do it. It made me wonder—do we as Christians shout Not to sin more than we shout to Love? She had a Beautiful daughter (19 years old) married the baby’s Father 2 years later–told her to be sure this is what they both wanted so as NOT Divorce–they have 4 girls total–are Happy–sure they have ups and downs who doesn’t–But we are ALL very BLESSED!!!
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/ April 9, 2015Kendra,
Beautiful story, and with a Happy Ending! Your story only goes to show that my argument is valid and, I believe, it had the ONLY outcome that God would have wanted. God hates the Sin but LOVES the Sinner. The part of this that I really love is that God is a forgiving God, not just loving.
God bless you all, Kendra.
–Mark
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Jeannie Farmer
/ April 6, 2015Here is my story I wrote a while back about my adoption. Please feel free to use it also if you want. But if you feel it doesn’t fit you story it’s fine not to use it
My story start in 1954. My father was divorced father of 3 boys when he met my mother. She became pregnant by him but so did 2 other women. He married my mother but we have no idea what happened to the other 2 children who were born. Before my birth my father, his latest girlfriend and her boss, a lawyer, ganged up on my mother and forced her to sign the papers giving me up for adoption. Some friends of my adoptive parents learned I was going to be put up for adoption and gave them the lawyer’s name. After meeting with the lawyer my birth father wanted to met my adoptive parents before agreeing they could have me. They were never allowed to meet my birth mother and so they were not told the truth about her. Back then no one was allowed in the delivery room that wasn’t staff. When she saw me she changed her mind. When my birth father, his girlfriend and the lawyer came in she tried to keep them from seeing me because she had changed her mind and wanted to keep me. When she was discharged from the hospital she believed she was going to get to keep me. Then when I was 8 days old they, being my father, his girlfriend and the lawyer came and took me away from her by force. They told her because you signed the papers we can take her and if you refuse you’ll go to prison. She believed them because she had no one to help her because her family had disowned her. They ended up staying together and having 5 more children and he had more with other women.
I was taken straight from my mother to my new parents. My Daddy and Mama lived in a different state but had to return at a later day to finish the adoption. My Mama’s biggest fear was I would learn I was adopted, and although all of their families knew they were told by her to never tell me and they didn’t. My daddy was a barber and a good Christian man. He never cheated on my Mama or abused either one of us. We lead what I felt like was a normal Christian life in the south. I married my jr. high sweetheart at the ripe old age of 18. We had our daughter when we were 20 and at 22 we were expecting our 2nd child. Mama had been having stomach problems for several months and had been seeing a doctor who was a quack. Finally Daddy talked to one of his customers who was a doctor. He asked Daddy if he could get him Mama’s x-rays. After Daddy got them for her, he told Daddy she needs a specialist. On the Thursday before mother’s day we will told she had stage 4 stomach cancer. I remember the Dr poking my belly and saying she might not live long enough to see my child. I was 7 months pregnant at that point. She was able to come home for what ended up being 1 month. I prayed so hard for her not to die and to see my baby. She was in one hospital when I went into labor but was sent to a different hospital. When I gave birth to my son on a Wed we were not discharged until Sat. We went out the door of one hospital only to go in her hospital. At that point she was so weak they had to use pillows to prop her arms up so she could hold him. We went up to see her every day and when my son was 8 days old we loss my Mama.
Daddy got remarried 2 yrs later. Those years without her were very hard. When I was about 32 I had to get my birth certificate out and for the first time noticed I was not born where I had been told but in a military hospital. I started doing research and learned the base was no longer there. I tried several times to bring up the subject with Daddy and couldn’t. My heart was so scared of the truth. Finally when in the car one day with my step-mother my mouth opened and out came ” am I adopted “. She almost lost control of the car and refused to answer me. She said we’ll talk at the house. She admitted I was and said Daddy was very scared to tell me. She promised not to tell him and give me some time. Late that evening the phone rang and it was Daddy wanting me to come back over. So when I got there and sat down he turned the evening news off. Daddy never turned the news off and I knew she had told him. He admitted he had been trying to tell me since Mama pasted away but couldn’t find the words and was afraid of how I’d feel. We talked for a while and I told him I still loved him and nothing could change us.
Over 1 year later I felt the need to find my Mother and that God was trying to lead me to her. Finally I mailed a letter to the Social Security office for her and another one for my birth father. Months when by and I had given up and my phone rang one day. On the other end of the line was my birth father. My first comment was “do you know where my mother is?” He said she was on the other phone with us. And when she spoke I started crying. See I didn’t remember her voice but my heart did. At that point we were both crying and I told her I don’t remember your voice but my heart does. It was the first time in 38 years I had heard her voice. We lived half way across the county from each other so for the next 20 years we didn’t get to see each other very often. But oh the phone calls, we could and did talk for hours at a time. On my visits to see all the family I had different, almost all of my brothers and sisters tell me how blessed I was and how they wish they had been given up for adoption. See my birth father was a nightmare in my book. He was everything my Daddy wasn’t. He cheated on his wife and bragged to us about it. He verbally and physical abused the family. I grew up as an only child in a good and loving Christian family. God took my being forcible taken from my mother and blessed me in so very many ways. My mother who over time became my mom and I shared 20 years together. They had informed us that they were atheist and to leave our beliefs at the curb. I spoke to mom a lot over the years and told her I knew she believed in God. In 2005 my younger Christian sister passed away. So before mom’s death I prayed and cried and asked her “don’t you want to be in heaven with my little sis and waiting on the rest of us?” She whispered at she would see me again one day. I have to believe she was saved but afraid of my birth father and she will meet me at heavens gate when I get there. So my greatest blessing on earth was that my birth father didn’t get to raise me but my Daddy and Mama did.
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/ April 7, 2015Thank you for sharing this story Jeannie. I know that it will touch someone’s heart – if nothing else, I sense that it has touched your own to be able to share it with us. I’m sure God will use it as well. –Mark
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Jeannie Farmer
/ April 6, 2015My sperm donor didn’t want me before I was born. I am thankful my Mom didn’t have an abortion. So after I was born the sperm donor removed me by force from my mom and gave me up for adoption.
God picked out a Daddy and a Mama for me and made sure they got me. 38 years later I met my sperm donor and my Mom. She told me what she had gone through all those years. And even though they stayed married and had 5 more kids, the only thing that helped her start filling that hole inside was finally holding me in her arms.
So am I for abortion?
Well when my kids were in elem. school and we talked about abortion I ask them, what is the difference between me pulling out a gun right now and blowing their brains out or having had an abortion before you were born? Nothing, because you’d be dead either way!
So before you say you believe in abortion look in my eyes, my children’s eyes, and my grandchildren’s eyes, and tell us ‘My Mom should have aborted me’. The unborn have a soul, they move, sometimes a lot, they react to movements and feel pain. So as I asked my kids what is the difference? Don’t want that baby? There are millions who do. Adopt them out, not kill them.
I knew someone who had aborted a baby and never could get pregnant again, she said that she believed God’s punishment for killing her baby was to not let her have another one. She never forgave herself and the last time we talked about it she still hated herself and said she didn’t deserve a baby – and was in her 50’s when she died. She also told me about looking at other children and wondering… She had been saved on her deathbed and I know she is in heaven with her child.
If sharing this loved one’s story will save even 1 baby, share it, as I don’t know how. I’m not posting names because I was asked to never tell what she did. But I believe she’d want me to share the rest of it, for she is someone I love and miss very much.
One of my greatest blessings ever was not to be raised by the sperm donor but to be given to my beloved Mama and Daddy.
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/ April 7, 2015Jeannie,
Your story and that of your beloved friend are very touching. They brought tears to my eyes. I hope others will share it as well. I’m sure God will use it as well. May God continue to bless your life. –Mark
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