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The Lord Knew You When You Were in Your Mother's Womb

                The Lord Knew You When You Were in Your Mother's Womb
                                                 By Rich Strange


Ten years ago next month our little girl, Bethany,
came into this world.  It hardly seems possible that
ten years have passed, and yet her birth, and one
particular event prior to her birth, remain vivid in
my mind.

The day before Bethany was born by a prescheduled
Caesarian delivery, we went in to our obstetrician's
office to get an ultrasound done.  Unlike the previous
ones we had taken, which showed the detail and energy
of Bethany's life in the womb, this one gave us
illumination in a far more sobering manner.   

In order to determine Bethany's lung maturity before
birth and ensure a healthy delivery, our doctor had
ordered an amniocentesis, with an accompanying
ultrasound.  During an amniocentesis, a long thin
needle is inserted through the woman's stomach and
into the amniotic sac surrounding the baby inside the
uterus.  The ultrasound is necessary to direct the
needle through the uterine wall to a safe location
near the baby's mouth, with great care taken to avoid
piercing the baby with the needle.

A small amount of amniotic fluid is extracted through
the needle and then tested for various constituents to
determine lung maturity.  Since the baby inhales and
exhales the amniotic fluid before birth, the
composition of the fluid helps to determine the baby's
maturity.

So there we were, a little apprehensive because my
wife had never undergone an amniocentesis before, and
yet excited because the test would hopefully confirm
that we would be seeing our daughter the next day.  We
knew, after more than a decade of making memories and
enjoying God's goodness with two wonderful sons, that
the daughter He had promised us would soon be
arriving.

Our excitement grew as the first ultrasound images
became visible on the screen in front of us.  There
was Bethany, moving around with great energy, arms and
legs in unison like she was riding a bicycle. (I
remember many nights during that previous winter when
my wife had great difficulty sleeping, and now I could
see why!)

Then we saw the needle appear in the picture on the
screen, and something very startling occurred that I
will never forget.  It became immediately apparent to
my wife and I that Bethany knew her once safe
environment was not safe anymore, because she suddenly
stopped all the relentless motion that her little body
was engaging in.  As the needle came near her, she
immediately stopped moving, as if on cue, and withdrew
to the far side of her mommy's womb.  A foreign object
had violated her safe domain, and she was doing
everything she could to protect herself from it.
Fortunately for her, the long thin intruder left as
quickly as it had arrived.

All the way home that day, my wife and I couldn't help
but think and grieve for the millions of little ones
(35 million then, 47 million now), who like Bethany,
had the safe sanctuary of their mother's womb
violated.  Unfortunately for them, they were helpless
against the violent invader that would snuff out their
lives.  Our experience that day profoundly reminded us
of an undeniable and sobering truth: pregnant women
carry within them not just a mere fetus, but a living
person who reacts to outside stimuli just like we do.

I'm talking, of course, about that unpleasant subject
that many people don't want to talk about, the ugly
blot on the American landscape that won't go away -
abortion.  As we recently observed the 33rd
anniversary of the Roe vs. Wade Supreme Court decision
that legalized abortion in this country, my heart is
heavy for all the lost children, and for their mothers
and fathers who suffer from the devastating emotional
turmoil that abortion produces.

The grief that my wife and I experienced that day ten
years ago is the same grief I am experiencing now, as
I reflect on this most awful of all American
tragedies, the deliberate wholesale killing of
innocent preborn children.  Consider these staggering
facts:  now missing from our society are 5 million
infants and toddlers, 12 million elementary school
children, 12 million junior high and high school
students, and 18 million adults.  From these adults,
several million additional children would have been
born.  Careers would have been pursued.  How many
doctors, teachers, musicians and missionaries would
now be contributing to the betterment of our world?
And countless other lives would have been touched
through these adults who would now be living among us.
 

We, as individuals and as a nation, must answer to God
for this.  Abortion is a moral and spiritual issue
that we cannot escape.  It is a question of whether an
entire class of living human beings can be deprived of
their basic right to life, guaranteed by the
Declaration of Independence, simply on the basis of
age and place of residence.  This group of people,
preborn children, has been defined as less than human
and therefore expendable.  As a result, we have been
systematically exterminating them for the last 33
years. 

This American Holocaust of 47 million children,
consumed on the altar of convenience and
self-gratification, is a heinous crime against
humanity, because the humanity of the little child in
the mother's womb has now become almost impossible to
deny.  The pro-choice movement's mantra of "my body,
my choice" is becoming but a faint whisper, as
scientific evidence has proven that a preborn child is
not just a glob of fetal tissue attached to the
uterine wall, but a unique human being from the moment
of conception.  

As a nation, we recently mourned the passing of
Coretta Scott King, the widow of the great civil
rights leader Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.  I
passionately believe that the issue of civil rights
must apply to preborn children, who are the most
innocent and defenseless of human beings among us.
The greatest and most foundational civil right of all
is the right to life, and if it is denied to the
unborn, as it has been for the last 33 years, then we
are only kidding ourselves when we talk about
fulfilling Dr. King's dream of equality for all.

As we enter the 34th year of abortion on demand in
America, I choose to embrace God's perspective about
preborn children.  Listen to the words of Psalm 139:

"You created every part of me; you put me together in
my mother's womb.  I will praise you because you are
to be feared; all you do is strange and wonderful.  I
know it with all my heart.  When my bones were being
formed, carefully put together in my mother's womb,
when I was growing there in secret, you knew that I
was there-you saw me before I was born.  The days
allotted to me had all been recorded in your book,
before any of them ever began." (verses 13-16, Today's
English Version)

Their blood, spilled in the name of reproductive
rights and choice, cries out from the ground.  Are we listening?