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I'm One Woman Who Fell for the Lie
#117 - 0--spud--I'm One Woman Who Fell for the Lie--2008-09-05 16:37:03
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As I was reviewing the Saddleback Civil Forum Videos with Pastor
Rick Warren and Senator Barack Obama, I started pondering about the
abortion debate we are having in America as well as Obama's remarks.
In preparation for my article on the debates, I thought I would let
down my guard, if you will, and become transparent with my audience
about one of the issues I have a strong disagreement with Obama on.
During
the Saddleback Civil Forum, Obama talks about how, for him, abortion is
about a "woman's right to choose" because it is such a complex
situation and women take a lot of time and thought when making the
decision. My reaction was, "no they don't" and "you don't know what
you are talking about Mr. Obama."You see, I know what I am
talking about. I am one of those women he was referring to that
embraced the "right to choose" message and had an abortion. I did not take any time to ponder what I was doing, what the consequences would be, and if I should indeed even do it. Since
this debate is about women and their unborn child and whether they
should or should not have the right to choose, I thought I would post
part of a paper I wrote in school on this very subject as proof that
Obama and all the other pro-abortion followers are wrong. Abortion does hurt. Abortion does have serious consequences. Abortion is not a choice - it is a cop-out.I
wrote this paper in 2000 but even reading it today, my worldview is
still the same. Abortion is not a choice women want to be saddled
with. If we truly want to be empowered, we need to take back our voice
and stand up and say, "I choose to be responsible!"Here is what I wrote in my paper about the experience.
She
was a 23-year-old, single, parent. The doctor had told her she was
pregnant [...]. His prognosis was an abortion. Numb, she went to her
appointment at the abortion clinic. She sat emotionless in the sterile
waiting room while awaiting the appointed time. When the nurse came
for her, she moved onto the table without thinking. The heat of the
lights warmed her body as if trying to take the chill from it. She
quietly inhaled the gas mixture the doctor gave her to relax.
Suddenly, there was incredible pain. She jerked her legs up and
cried. The doctor yelled at her and told her not to move. If she
moved, she would bleed to death. Her mind was swimming. This didn't
seem right. This wasn't a normal medical procedure. Why didn't anyone
talk to her? Why were they all so cold? Why was she here?
The
gas was having little effect on the pain. She told the doctor she was
feeling pain but he icily responded that he wouldn't give her anything
else. The pain ripped through her body again. Hot tears flowed down
her cheeks as she turned her head in shame.
Suddenly, a machine that sounded like a vacuum cleaner roared. As she looked up she saw clear tubes. And then she saw it passing through the tubes. What had she done? She felt as if they were tearing this child out of her body. Would she ever forget the noise of that machine? Her chest heaved in uncontrollable sobs as the realization of what she had done to her unborn child sprang forth in her soul.
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I
was raised to believe in the sanctity of life. Yet, the above story is
mine. In 1985, I chose a "woman's right to choose" instead of making a
responsible choice.
For some reason, I did not enter adulthood
understanding the discipline of choice. I did not understand that
every human act is accompanied with the ability to choose, nor did I
understand that with that ability comes an individual responsibility
for the consequences incurred from the decision made.
Even
though I was raised in a Christian home, when I moved out of my own I
chose to embrace society's truths. I wandered form the truths of
integrity, morality, and character that I had been taught. I embraced
a "woman's right to choose" because it released me, in my mind at
least, from my responsibility for the consequences of those decisions.
If I had a right to choose abortion, then I could continue a life of
promiscuity and eliminate any "consequences" that might come along.
Obama
and planned parenthood can continue telling us that abortion doesn't
hurt women, that a "woman's right to choose" is more important that the
child's life, or that abortion is a choice. However, that doesn't make
it truth. I lived through the after math of an abortion. Besides the
fact that I "murdered" a living human being, I suffered physical
consequences in my body, my mind, as well as my spirit. When something
that is so intricately intertwined with you is ripped away, it leaves a
lasting imprint. There will always be a hole where that child was even
when you are healed in spirit, mind and body. Nothing can take that
away. One day you were carrying a child, the next...your weren't. A
woman's body wasn't designed to endure the aftermath of an abortion.
I
have come to peace with what I did those many years ago and my purpose
for posting this isn't to garner sympathy but instead to put a face to
it.
I'm just one woman who fell for the lie. One of
millions. A fetus is a human being at conception. There is no debate
about it. Just ask someone who has had an abortion. We know. - --comments-->42--742--1
