HOW DARE YOU PLAY GOD

A few weeks ago, I found myself watching an investigative report on back-alley abortions in the Philippines. The account included interviews with women contemplating abortion and some others who have already undergone it. The report went as far as documenting an actual abortion (via a hidden camera). No faces were revealed. The footage only showed flashpans across a dimly lit room, and quick glimpses of pursed lips, clenched fists and silhouettes. Low, muffled conversations and the pitter-patter of metal instrumentation echoed from the TV screen. It was but apt to have such imagery for a cold and evil act…MURDER.

I cried after watching that episode. As a mother, I simply could not accept how some women and fellow moms (if they even deserve to be called as such!) could decide to do such a thing. They surely have their reasons and are probably working towards a particular end–peace of mind, emotional and even financial stability. But does this end justify the means? I DON’T THINK SO.

I watched my son sleep that night, picked him up from his crib and hugged him dearly. It was by God’s grace that my husband and I were blessed with such a beautiful human being. And it would be the same grace that would determine the time of our offspring in this world.

Life is only our BORROWED TIME from the Creator. It is not ours to take away.