My sister sent me a link to a post by Rachel Held Evans this past weekend. A post about abortion.
Interestingly, I was in the midst of preparing a talk from Psalm 139. The Psalm that says things like, “For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.” (v. 13) So, I was compelled to join in the conversation, even though approaching the subject publicly scares me near speechless. OK, not speechless.
I typically don’t get involved in such controversial issues. But in the wake of Gosnell’s verdict from last week — and the horrific details of his case — it seems the ground is ripe for discussion.
I don’t expect this little blog post to have any real effect on the world. I mean, I’m just a girl with a keyboard in a tiny sliver of cyberspace. But, I have a deep love for my Maker and a longing to see truth invade our moments. So…I write.
I know that abortion is a complex, multi-faceted, heart-wrenching, emotion-stirring topic. But I have a couple of things to say to my fellow Christian pro-lifers.
My starting place is God’s word. And if that’s where I begin, then it’s impossible for me to read passages in the Bible like Psalm 139 and come to any other conclusion. I’m pro-life for one reason.
He made and continues to make life. It’s beauty. And simply because of life’s origin, it’s of great value. He forms, creates, fashions, and embroiders each and every soul while it is in the mother’s womb. He knows the strengths that will develop in each being and He knows the weaknesses that He will allow — allowed so that we would learn to depend upon Him and His matchless grace.
So yes, I’m pro-life.
But I’m also pro-grace.
Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not, and you will not be condemned; forgive, and you will be forgiven.
It pains me to hear some of my fellow Christ-followers speaking condemnation words over those who have had an abortion or over those thinking that it is their only choice. I can’t help but envision the scene when the religious elite brought the adulterous woman to Jesus in search of justification to stone her.
Jesus, quiet, bends down and writes in the sand. Then He says, “Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at her.” (John 8:7) No one could throw their rock.
What honors and reflects Him is love. Love. Truth, yes. Life, absolutely. But may we be a soft place for people to land. I pray that mercy would cleanse our words and grace would define our tone. I pray we’d put down the picket signs and pointed fingers, and instead raise the banner of love to whole new high.
I’m not exactly sure what love looks like in a tangible sense when it comes to abortion, except that it begins with respectful conversation. It errs on the side of grace. And it desires healing rather than proving a point or winning an argument.
Yes, I’m pro-life, but I’m definitely not pro-condemnation.
Fill me, Lord…
I really want to know, how do you think love looks when it comes to this tender topic?