When Life Begins. By R. Dickerson
“Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you…"
Abortion. It is a word that can clear a room or start a fire. There’s no need for fuel, the topic itself is incendiary. Most people have an opinion on it, whether they care to voice it or not. Nations are divided over it. Friendships are strained because of it. Death does that, no matter what kind. In an abortion, someone always dies and that someone never has a say in it. It is a drama of three characters, as seen in the text above, yet only one gets to decide the final act. I, meaning God, formed you, meaning the child, in the womb, meaning mother. It’s funny that only the mother gets to have any say in the outcome of an abortion even though she is neither the creator nor the created. She is represented simply as “the womb,” yet she can decide to erase every plan that God ever made for the life that He placed inside of her. When does life begin? Before you were placed in the womb that is when your life began. Long before conception, before your parents were married, before that hot august night in the backseat of a ’65 GTO. Before the signing of the Declaration of Independence, IPhones and laptops, Big Macs and the gramophone, you began as a dream within the heart of a loving Creator, complete with a plan so grand that your mind could never contain it. And to think, all that love, all that planning can be dashed against the rocks in an instant so fast you could never see it go by. Yes, a drama of three characters but only one has a line.
I know this because I know God. I have spent most of my life running from every dream that he had for me, only to have Him catch up in the end. He has a way of getting His way, but first you must let Him. He will not force Himself or His plans upon you. That includes abortion. We could waste a few lines debating what we feel his position on abortion to be but, really, let’s not insult ourselves. He hates it. He will never hate the woman who has one, but He will never love the fact that she did. He had plans for that child; I know Because He said so.
“Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you.”
Sounds a bit personal, doesn’t it? You see, God puts a lot into everything He creates, whether its fish or fowl, rock or mineral, static or moving. He puts even more into us. He puts Himself into us.
“So God created man in his own image: in the image of God he created him; male and female.” (Genesis 1:27)
In His image means more than you think. Within you and I beats the very same heart that beats within God himself. He intended it that way from the beginning. It’s all about love. God loves what He creates, regardless of what anyone may have said to the contrary. I know this because I know God. You don’t really think this article was my idea, do you? Please. Up until this week I ran from this topic as fast as I ran from God all those years. But like I said, God has a way of getting His way. If you let Him.
My question is this. This life that we’ve decided to end, this dream of God’s that we have decided wasn’t worth allowing coming to fruition, what would it have been? Who would it have affected and in what way? We’ll never know, will we? This much I can assure you. It was important to God. You see, God never does anything without a reason, no matter how big or how small it may seem to be. It was important to God and that is enough for me. The question is, is it enough for you? Look past all the arguments you have heard in the past. Disregard the definition of murder, the excuses of the baby being a “child of rape.” Take faith a step farther and pretend you never had to consider the possibility that having the baby may kill the mother, or worse. Push to the side every reason you have ever heard yay or nay, for or against and ask yourself this. Am I willing to let God be God and have this baby regardless, or would I rather be God and take the fate of what he has created into my own hands and tell him, in essence, that I have a better idea. I know there are those who will render my argument moot, for to them, there is no God outside of man himself. If that is I how they feel, then that is fine with me. If I were wrong and there were no God, when I died it wouldn’t matter, now would it? However, when they die and find that I am right, it’s going to stink to be them. Sorry, I digress. To destroy what God has created, for any reason, is a right that many feel that we have, but I, for one, disagree. Gods plan rides upon ripples, one life affecting another, and if we continue to cancel these ripples before they even begin, our boat will lie on still waters, aimless, motionless. Who is to know what the life we choose to destroy could have accomplished if only given the chance to survive? Well, God does. God does and yet He will still let us do it. He will still let us play God and put an end to that beautiful thing which He has created; the thing that He knew before He even formed it; that thing that became you and I. It is a life and God loves it, won’t you? Or will you allow it to become just another in a series of inconveniences, just another obstacle that got in your way. Think before you decide. More than one life depends upon it.