Pregnancy

The Child She Never Knew

This NPR story helps to illustrate the humanity of an unborn child

Lessons from a Dusty Hope Chest

by Pastor Dan Miller

Editor’s Note: This article was reprinted with permission from Dan Miller’s book Spiritual Reflections
A Baby Is ComingShe was a young, single college student: no money, no husband, no children. Yet her hands nearly quivered with delight as she held at arm’s length the several pieces of a white, crocheted set of clothes designed for an infant girl. Meticulously handcrafted, these delicate treasures proved simply irresistible. She quickly purchased the set—matching bonnet, booties, sweater and blanket—and had them wrapped for safe-keeping.

She had no immediate plans to bear a child, just an innocent dream that she would someday know the joy of dressing an infant daughter. With light heart and a twinkle of hope in her eye, she brought her purchase to her dorm room and placed it in her Hope Chest. It remained there for a very long time.

A Hope Chest stores treasures that symbolize one’s dreams. Tangible items are tucked away in such a chest with keen hope that the future will play out so as to permit their use. But sometimes a Hope Chest becomes a casket where dreams are buried.

She graduated from college, and before the crocheted treasures were much more than a year old, she married her college sweetheart. A few years passed. Then the happily married couple decided the time had come to have children. With confident expectation they pursued their dream of raising a family. But God had a different agenda.

There was a painful miscarriage, then another. Tears were shed. Fervent prayers were offered. Friends and doctors were consulted. But another miscarriage was suffered, then two more. The last one threatened her life.
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God's Amazing Grace

One Woman’s Journey from the Bondage of Abortion to Freedom in Christ

by Colleen Tronson

Entering the abortion clinic’s waiting room for the first time, I found it filled with people sitting on colorful plastic chairs and filling out medical forms. As I crossed the room, not one person made eye contact with me.
tronson_baby.jpgWhen it was time for an abortion, a nurse appeared and called the first name of the next patient. As their names were called, women passed through the windowless double doors alone, leaving behind the friend or loved one who waited to drive them home after the abortion.

After many women were called, it was finally my turn. I went through those doors to a small room where I undressed and sat on the examination table. I was afraid of having the abortion but even more afraid of leaving without having the “procedure” done. I lay back on the table and allowed the abortionist to remove the baby from my womb.

The abortionist used a vacuum suction machine attached to a glass collection bottle located under the table. I cried as the nurse told me to relax, that the abortion would be over soon. My baby died that day. A part of me died, too. It went away through the suction tubing that removed the child from my womb.

After the abortion, alcohol and drugs became my good friends. In a few months, I was pregnant again. The baby’s father did not want me to abort our baby, but he went with me to the clinic.
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Love Never Fails!

Pregnancyby Joe Roof

Ministering to Women With Pregnancy Problems

Successful pregnancies do not come easily in growing numbers of Christian homes today. The problem leaves a lot of godly women in our churches hurting and a lot of other godly women wondering how to minister to the hurting. It’s hard to describe the hurt a woman feels when she longs to have a child and learns that there is no pregnancy month after month or that she has had a miscarriage. Sometimes there is no medical explanation.

At other times, husbands and wives are given the news that having a child will be nothing short of a miraculous act of God. While the hurting couple rejoice in the news of other pregnancies in the church, they struggle to understand why God is allowing this difficulty in their lives. I can still remember my wife, Kim, and I counseling a promiscuous 14-year-old about her pregnancy and the trouble she was having with the 12-year-old father. Kim had just experienced her first of four miscarriages, and we went home that night wondering “why” and shedding many tears before the Lord.

Many miscarriages take place during the first trimester when the deceased child has no name. When miscarriage takes place, many believers feel awkward in knowing how to respond. In the days following the miscarriage, most women overcome the awkwardness and offer prayers, flowers, cards, food, and words of comfort. These expressions of love are greatly used of the Lord. In the weeks following the miscarriage, some women who suffer miscarriage are still hurting inside. Other believers may be tempted to feel that these hurting women should just “get over it,” but their recovery is often not as easy as that.
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