Unborn Jesus
Witnesses
for Life
I Had an Abortion by an
Anonymous Author
I had an abortion at age 16, I am 24 now and it affects me
more now than it did then.
I have 2 children now. The day my first was born was the day
that I had realized what I had done 5 years before.
I had the realization that I had denied a gift from God, and not
only did I deny it but I slaughtered it.
I was not offered any options other than abortion and saw it
only as a way to get "rid" of the "problem"
If I had only thought of this "problem" as a living human being
that I was going to tear from limb to limb I surely would have
made a different decision.
I ask forgiveness everyday for what I have done and I also
thank God everyday for blessing me with my daughter and
son.
I responded to this sight because as someone who was all for
Pro-Choice in the past and has experienced abortion first hand
I am completely against it now.
If you are pregnant killing your child, your flesh, your blood,
will not resolve anything.
Find your options. I thought that I knew love but the day my
daughter was born, that beautiful little face staring at me, I felt
a more intense love than I thought I could ever know, and to
know that I killed one of my precious children just to avoid a
tough situation will haunt me forever.
If you are considering abortion I beg you to reconsider. There
are huge amounts of wonderful loving people just waiting to
have a baby in their lives, make their dreams come true.
I know a lot of people who say, "I couldn't carry a baby 9
months then just give it away." It is better to give a child to a
loving family than to take its life.
ADOPTION NOT ABORTION
I Once Had a Dream by Jay
I
dreamed
I
was
in
a
dark
place.
There
was
no
light,
and
no
walls
or
ceiling.
In
a
way,
however,
I
was
not
alone,
for
I
saw
an
image
of
a
woman
standing
before
me.
She
was
not
really
there.
Instead,
she
was
like
a
hologram.
She
was
white
with
long,
reddish
brown
hair,
and
was
wearing
a
flowing
white
gown.
She
spoke
nothing,
but
simply
stared
into
space
like
a
statue.
Almost
instantly
I
saw
the
image
change.
Her
growth
process
accelerated,
but
instead
of
growing
older
she
was
growing
younger.
Within
seconds
her
physical
shape
became
like
an
unborn
child
in
the
womb
of
her
mother.
She
became
bald
and
developed
humanoid
characteristics
much
like
that
of
a
first
trimester,
not
yet
fully
formed
baby.
And
then
the
holographic image vanished.
I
was
still
left
in
darkness,
but
the
dark
surroundings
changed
a
little.
I
became
enveloped
in
a
tightly
enclosed
space.
It
had
walls,
but
these
were
unlike
the
walls
found
in
any
household
or
building.
The
walls
had
a
thin,
almost
rubbery
texture,
like
the
surface
of
a
blown
up
balloon.
And
then
I
realized,
like
the
image
of
the
woman
I
had
reverted
to
my
pre-born
existence!
I
was in my mother's womb!
But
my
level
of
education
and
knowledge
remained
the
same
as
a
28-year
old.
I
knew
about
the
world,
about
the
oceans,
the
continents,
and
the
countries.
I
knew
about
mathematics,
science,
and
the
arts.
Most
important
of
all,
I
still
knew
about
Jesus
Christ.
While
I
believe
that
we
are
all
given
an
imprinted
primitive
awareness
of
God
from
conception,
we
do
not
know
about
Jesus
when
we
are
in
the
womb
(except
if
we
are
John
the
Baptist!).
Because
I
knew
about
Jesus
I
knew
about
abortion.
In
real
life
I
have
done
volunteer
counseling
of
women
in
crisis
pregnancy
situations.
But
until
this
dream
I
did
not
have
lull
conceptual
knowledge
of
what
abortion
was.
During
the
dream
I
began
to
think
of
abortion
and
was
given
a
revelation:
abortion
is
the
killing
of
an
innocent
human
being
in
the
circumstance
in
which
1
am
in.
This
may
not
sound
like
a
great
revelation,
but
it
was.
I
no
longer
saw
abortionin
a
two-
dimensional
way
on
a
graphic
picture.
It
became
three-
dimensional
as
I
felt
intimately
connected
to
the
world
of
the
unborn.
Instead
of
seeing
the
womb
from
an
ultrasound
or
photograph,
I
could
touch
it
and,
through
a
tiny
bit
of
blurred
light that came in, I could see it.
This
three-dimensional
realization
also
brought
another
startling
revelation.
The
unborn
child
in
the
womb
who
is
only
a
few
inches
long
does
not
realize
they
are
only
a
few
inches
long.
For
me,
I
was
still
five
feet
eleven
inches.
I
did
not
feel
that
I
had
shrunk
any.
This
made
me
realize
even
more
than
ever
before
that
the
unborn
child
scheduled
to
be
aborted
is
truly
fully
human,
more
human
than
our
society
wishes
to
believe.
Knowing
who
my
mother
was
I
was
not
afraid
of
being
aborted
in
the
dream.
I
knew
my
mother
was
pro-life.
I
could
hear
voices
faintly
on
the
outside
but,
though
I
knew
English,
I
could
not
quite
make
out
what
was
being
said.
They
were
probably
friends
or
relatives
talking
about
me,
the
expected
baby.
In
any
case, I knew they were not abortion center personnel.
I
searched
around
the
womb
to
find
the
space
that
the
abortionist
might
use
if
he
inserted
his
tools
of
death.
I
thought
it
might
be
at
my
feet.
At
that
moment
I
felt
the
righteous
anger
of
God
against
abortion.
How
could
we
allow
the
murder
of
tens
of
millions
of
his
little
ones
all
over
the
world
every
year!
Surely
soon
we
are
to
feel
the
effects
of
what
we have done!
Then
the
dream
ended.
The
dream
was
actually
a
part
of
a
series
of
dreams
that
night,
ones
so
diverse
that
another
was
where
I
was
Indiana
Jones
on
one
of
his
action
adventures!
It
took
a
few
minutes
after
waking
up
to
remember
this
dream.
But
once
I
did
I
quickly
forgot
the
others
and
realized
was
a
marvelous
gift
of
revelation
I
had
been
given.
For
none
of
us
remembers
truly
what
it
was
like
to
be
in
the
womb,
but
I
was
given
a
glimpse,
albeit
an
imperfect
one,
which
I
will
remember for the rest of my life.
To
those
women
(or
boyfriends/husbands
and
any
others)
who
are
considering
the
option
of
abortion
for
a
family
situation
I
offer
this:
every
child
is
a
gift
of
the
Holy
Spirit
and
no
problem
is
so
dire
that
it
warrants
the
killing
of
an
unborn
child.
I
was
given
a
very
special
insight
into
the
humanity
of
the
unborn.
They are truly human. Instead of seeking
abortion
as
a
solution
to
the
problem,
a
mother
should
look
on
her
unborn
baby
as
a
budding
gift
given
by
God
himself;
which
He
in
His
infinite
wisdom
had
ordained
to
entrust
to
you
because
he
believes
you
have
the
intelligence
and
capability
to
handle it.
But
you
do
not
have
to
handle
it
alone.
The
world
holds
numerous
avenues
of
help
for
those
in
desperate
situations,
such
as
Mother
Teresa's
Sisters
of
Charity,
present
throughout
the whole world, and Human Life International.
Do
not
believe
in
the
lies
that
the
abortionists
tell
you
about
the
child
in
the
womb
being
just
a
"blob
of
tissue".
it
is
not.
It
is
a child. Believe me, I know.
Anonymous Authors
Here
is
a
group
of
anonymous
witnesses
for
life
that
want
to
share
their Prolife message with you.
The Empty Tabernacle by Claudia
It was Good Friday 1995
.........As I walked into Holy Angels Church
Emptiness and coldness surrounded me.
.........No flowers, plants or decorations could be seen,
Nor Holy water to bless myself.
.........No other human soul was there.
As I sat alone looking at the altar
.........Below the Crucifix I saw
The Empty Tabernacle... Dark, Lonely and Cold
.........“Where is Jesus?” puzzled I asked.
Ah! This is the day he was crucified for us.
.........Staring at the tabernacle I heard a voice say,
“That was you when because of the abortions
.........you went through,
You died with your children and became an
.........Empty Tabernacle.”
But my sorrowful hearth understood
.........the real sacrifice of love Christ made for me
Shedding his blood for forgiveness of sin.
.........His merciful love has filled my heart
That no longer am I an Empty Tabernacle.
.........Now I understood better that day
I walked into the church of Holy Angels.
.........There's hope for a happy Easter
After a torturous Good Friday
.........For I too, have resurrected with Jesus
My loving Redeemer!
.........+ + + Claudia
In memory of :
Richard Anthony
Daniel Andrew
Christine Anne.