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Shalene Roberts
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Speaking Truth in Love

I debated writing this. There is so much discourse on the topic, I wasn’t sure I had anything to add to the conversation. But it’s been heavy on my heart, so I’m following the lead of the Holy Spirit, and here I am. 

I am unashamedly pro-life. I believe the Bible is true. It is the living and active word of God, and the Bible clearly indicates that life begins at conception. In Psalm 139, the psalmist writes about being knit together in his mother’s womb. He writes that God saw his unformed body when it was hidden in the secret place and that even in the womb God knew him. Thousands of years ago, before science and sonograms, the Psalmist knew life begins at conception. 

Thousands of years ago, before science and sonograms, the Psalmist knew life begins at conception. 

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We now know it too. We know that from the moment of conception, a person’s entire genetic blueprint is already defined. At conception, a unique individual unlike anyone else to walk this earth bursts into life. Langman’s Medical Embryology and The Developing Human: Clinically Oriented Embryology states this fact with absolute scientific clarity. That life deserves to be protected. That life deserves a voice. That life deserves a chance to live. So I  am unashamedly pro-life. 

I am also unashamedly pro-adoption and pro-orphan care. I have one aunt and four cousins who came to be part of our family via adoption. It is a beautiful legacy, a beautiful picture of what happens to every one of us when we are adopted into the kingdom of Christ.

Currently, there are a lot of voices speaking out on this topic. I’m thankful there is renewed boldness in the fight for life and I’m grateful new awareness is being cast on the issue. But I also realize that surrounding this conversation there is an unspeakable amount of pain and an unbearable weight of shame for some. Some of you reading this right now have had an abortion, and you bear a heartache that haunts you to this day. You are held hostage by a secret you fear would undo you if anyone knew. You suffer under the weight of a decision that feels unforgivable. I may not know you, but I know people like you … friends who felt at the time that it was their only option and now live with the crushing weight of shame. 

Dear one … if this is you, please hear me. There is forgiveness and freedom and resurrection and redemption at the foot of the cross, and it waits to be poured out in abundance upon you if you’ll simply meet Jesus there. There at the cross, where He took our sin and our shame and heaped it upon himself. There at the cross, where He shouldered our burdens and paid our debts. There lies forgiveness and grace and freedom and life in absolute abundance. You are loved, you are forgiven. You are redeemed. Claim that redemption over your life today. 

To my sisters standing in the fight for life … keep fighting! Keep standing up for mothers and babies at all stages of growth and development. But do so with the same compassion and mercy that Jesus extends to every single one of us every day. We are all sinners in need of grace. 

Statistics tell us that 1 in 4 women have had an abortion. These women are your neighbors, your friends, your co workers, your sisters. Many suffer in silent shame. They are reading your words. Be mindful. Be kind. Speak the truth in love. And be a conduit of healing and hope. 

“There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.” – Romans 1:8

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