Several years ago, we were setting up a display for the Women’s Expo at DeVos Place. Although only 10 feet x 10 feet, we were making our booth interactive, colorful, inviting, and informative. Not an easy task, but we had three full days to engage thousands of West Michigan women.
My father often tells me, “Words tell, but stories teach.” What I am about to tell you is true, and though I have kept it brief, my hope is you will learn something from it.
It took me 16 years and a second abortion to regret my first. I was raised in church. While growing up, my mom taught me how to put on the Armor of God, but the world waged war against my morals and, for a period of time, the world won.
I am the proud father of two wonderful kids. Being “Dad” to Javen and Kendall is one of my greatest blessings and is a responsibility I embrace whole-heartedly. Even during my wife’s pregnancies I started to think about the role of being provider and protector of my new family.
I remember exactly where I was when I heard the news that abortion was now legal. It was 1973, and I was a senior in high school. The entire student body was seated in the auditorium for a school function when they announced over the intercom that the U.S. Supreme Court had just legalized abortion.
I am a firm believer in sharing the prolife message in simple ways … bumper stickers, checks, e-mail signature lines, and T-shirts. I am not, however, particularly comfortable in all situations wearing a prolife message emblazoned on my body.
It has been a challenging start to 2021. The prolife movement no longer has a friend in the White House. Governor Whitmer’s ever-changing edicts make gatherings difficult. Even the March for Life in Washington, DC, was canceled.
When I was in elementary school, before abortion was legal, our class went on a field trip to the public museum. I don’t remember much about the displays we saw except for the jars that contained babies before they were born.
The circumstances facing us throughout 2020 have certainly been unique. Concerns over coronavirus have led to the forced closure of businesses, schools educating virtually, and stay-at-home orders that quarantined all people not deemed essential.
Anyone who has stood outside of an abortion clinic to pray or counsel knows the feeling of gratitude when a mother chooses life. We offer her gifts; anything she needs. We assure her we have people ready to help. She cries tears of joy; makes known her obvious relief.