This week has been an emotional roller coaster. And actually, it surprised me because I don’t consider myself a crier. But when your prayer is for God to use you wherever he needs you, you find yourself becoming hyper sensitive, crying, and feeling heavy laden with issues you didn’t feel acutely before.
In fact, what I’m going to talk about is something I swore I would never talk about on this blog because it was too “political.” When I was back on social media, everything had to compare to everyone else. Topics, pictures, filters….but not today. A Christian life isn’t about being comfortable, picture perfect, or comparable. It’s about leaving the world a better place than when you arrived. It’s about a journey. Journeys are seasons where we chose to do the hard thing because it makes us uncomfortable and it produces growth. It forces us to see a new view point, take a chance, and even experience negativity from other people. It forces us to do the right thing.
I have been complacent and left change up to others “who were more qualified.” That was a lie I told myself because I didn’t want to do a dirty job myself. But no more. I am the change. It starts with me and you, and if you don’t think you have the skills to change the situation… then learn them.
So here goes…. My heart concerning abortion and what I’m doing about it.
A few weeks ago, I tuned into the radio station along with millions of Americans to hear the State of the Union Address. I had no idea my spirit was going to break when the President said that he disapproved of New York’s Late Term Abortion Bill, “Where a child is ripped from the mother’s womb.” He then said that Virginia was advocating “post-birth” abortion. I literally cried and something supernatural came over me. It was like needed to do something, as if I was being summoned to a battle. It sounds nutty on paper, but that’s how it happened.
I think the bloodiness of this latest development in modern day feminism shattered my heart. Wasn’t the original argument for legal abortion to protect a mother’s right to life in a harmful and unsuccessful pregnancy? Isn’t it by their own definition that abortion is what happens before birth, when a baby is still a mass of unrecognizable tissue? A baby at 9 months can cry, has a heart-beat, feels, smiles, wiggles their little toes, sucks their thumb, and much more. If a leading abortion doctor has to say that they “cut out the voice box first so they don’t have to hear the crying” then it’s not a tissue—it’s a human life.
I don’t want to be morbid. But these are facts. We don’t talk about the horrors….so no one feels prompted to do anything about it.
I think this bill and the intentions of Virginia has disturbed a lot of people nation-wide because it’s no longer an issue about a woman’s right to life during a dangerous pregnancy. It’s now a “conversation” about how needed and wanted that life is. These are the same “conversations” Hitler had about the Jews. If a human is unloved and possesses no value then it’s “justified” to gas them, perform painful and invasive medical experiments on them, shoot them in the head, load them up in cattle cars, and destroy them by the millions. After all, “if nobody loves them then they aren’t human.” That’s been a feminist mantra for years to justify abortion.
I’m not trying to be dramatic or grotesque. But the truth is we are allowing genocide—and there is nothing nice about genocide. If we are going to fight this, we need to know what and why. Abortion isn’t about a pregnancy gone wrong and endangered lives. Abortion isn’t about a woman’s right to choose. Its never been about female empowerment. It’s about genocide.
Genocide is a tool used to control the populace.
Hitler used it.
Stalin used it.
The Medio-Persian Empire used it…or tried to.
The Persian Empire used it.
The Spartans used it.
The Romans used it.
All of the same reasons old empires used for genocide we use for abortion: if the life isn’t useful or needed or planned, then it’s for the “betterment” of others to dispose of it.
My heart is so heavy. I’ve been crying for days. Feeling broken. All at once, so many people are burdened in a spiritual way that I’ve never seen. For the first time in decades people are coming together in unison, reuniting again against abortion. The church has guiltily led us in silence for years. I urge you to bring abortion to your church as the issue that needs their utmost attention. This is not a time to be politically correct. This is a time to stand and suffer whatever persecution comes your way.
We don’t have to be silent anymore. Here is what we can do from a Biblical blueprint. This is how God’s people reacted to genocide.
In Ester 4:14-17 Mordecai came to Queen Ester and told her about the plan of genocide the king and Haman had contrived against their people. He had already been mourning in sackcloth and ashes for days before. The queen told him to take three more days to fast and pray to seek the Lord for salvation.
Prayer without ceasing
Do we ever do this as Christians? Do we fast as a body of God’s people? Are we anguishing before God? Do we stop everything for days to go to him? Probably not enough.
When calamities happened in the Old Testament, the common response from Godly people was humility (sackcloth and ashes), prayer, and fasting for days. I challenge you, as self-proclaimed Christians, to follow suit in the Biblical pattern for seeking the face of the Lord.
Christianity isn’t about being comfortable or Instagram worthy. It’s not about Bible studies and posting religious memes from the safety of the internet. It’s about picking up a heavy, controversial, dirty, overwhelming cross and following Jesus. This is a nasty fight with a horrifically bloody and heart-wrenching story. 45 million babies never cried as they entered this world—they screamed in agony as they were ripped to tiny pieces. And I admit, I can’t emotionally handle some of the things I am exposed to in this journey. Sometimes I have to walk away because the story is too overwhelming for my heart. But that’s not an excuse to not pick the cross up and keep walking forward. If you ever wondered what Christianity looks like, it’s this.
I was compliant for so long on this issue. I told myself that “God will judge them one day.” Or, “I can’t change the laws…nothing else I can do.” But God got a hold of my heart and I realized that I AM THE CHANGE. I AM the church. I AM the clay and HE is the potter. He is still in control. It’s not for me to decide when, what, where, and how. I’m just supposed to show up and do his bidding. He put the story of Ester in my heart, and I understand that my mission is to pray for the church and our national leaders to wake up and join the fight for life.
With that said, I am formally inviting you to come to (or start your own) massive, interdenominational prayer vigil. On March 3rd, we are asking all Christians who claim Jesus Christ as their savior, to forgo a normal Sunday night worship service and come together in, massive unified prayer for healing, restoration, and repealing of abortion. Here in Kodiak, we are inviting several churches together to pray as one body for 6 hours from 6-12-midnight. Like Mordecai and Ester, we are covering our hearts in mournful humility, in the symbolic reference to sackcloth and ashes. For six hours we will pray privately and publicly and sing (and probably ugly cry.) We are facing a whole new level of genocide with the Late Term Bill and post-abortion craze. We are entering deeper into the minds of men like Hitler who claimed that only certain life was valuable. If you feel burdened, that is God urging you to act.
If you are reading this from far away, I urge you to join us in your own community for 6 hours on March 3rd. This is not comfortable. This is hard. It’s not pretty, it’s heart breaking. But it’s work that must be done, and as the rising next generation, we need to set the tone for spiritual leadership.