I know it's cheesy but one of the things that remind me that life didn't just happen by chance is a baby. My cousin just had a son and it is the most beautiful thing I have EVER seen. You can't look at a newborn baby and say that some big bang created it. Especially with how perfect everything works when creating and carrying the baby. Their form is just a tiny version of what they will become.
I heard a story from my director the other day that has to deal with abortion. A man’s son died in the army and the man himself died of cancer a few years later. When he gets to God’s throne he demands to know why God didn’t send someone to create peace among countries or why he didn’t send a cure to cancer. God replied with two simple sentences. “I sent a man to create peace, but you aborted him. I sent you the woman that would cure cancer, but you aborted her.” By you he meant people. When someone has an abortion they don’t know what that child was created to do or who they were to become. They could’ve been sent to be the best president America has ever seen, or to come up to the solution to world poverty, but how are we to know unless we give them the chance to live? Who are we to decide which of God’s creations should live or die?
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