"I love babies..."

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This is an excerpt from a first-person account of a woman who was raped, became pregnant, and decided not to give in to all the pressure of doctors and nurses to murder the child. What joy! And don't pass over her husband's strong faith and her peaceful acceptance of his faith...

[After finding out I was pregnant] I spent the next week listening to a team of very well meaning doctors and nurses console me with how “easy” it would be to “take care of it” — to kill the child.  To start over.  Easy???

There were a lot of things discussed over scratchy, tearful transatlantic phone calls home that week, but the possibility of “taking care of it” never came off my lips.  Or my husband’s.   When I told him I was pregnant, he said with his voice calm and steady, “Okay.  Okay . . . all right . . . this is all right.”  I asked him, “What do you MEAN this is all right?”  “I mean we can do this.  We’ll get through this.  It’ll be okay.  And, . . . I love babies.  We’re going to have another baby.  Sweetheart, this is a gift.  This is something wonderful from something terrible.  We can DO this.”  And I began to feel the stirrings of joy for the new life in my womb, blossoming under my heart.  That new love that would grow so fierce it overwhelmed any trepidation or angst.  And my husband was right.  We could do it.

On my last morning aboard the ship, I said to this caring team, “If you ever think about this again, if you ever wonder what happened to me — I had a beautiful baby in October 2014.”   Their reaction . . . , the looks on their faces . . . , the doctor who had pushed abortion more vehemently than the others — she had tears in her eyes.  For the first time, I thought of how God can use this, this nightmare I’d endured.  Use me.

(Thanks, Josh.)

Tim Bayly

Tim serves Clearnote Church, Bloomington, Indiana. He and Mary Lee have five children and big lots of grandchildren.

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