The Miracle of Mothers Loving The Child They Considered Destroying

Unto Us a child is born...

Today, if all goes as promised, I am released from Facebook Jail. They never answered my pleas to explain why I was banned from posting to groups, including a group I formed and another of which I am one of the administrators. The other groups I could not post to request my pro-life blogs, though the only note I got from Facebook was I was being blocked for posting  spam...but then they looked at the post and said no it wasn’t spam...yet I remained blocked.

It would be easy to be frustrated and angry. The good news is I have great friends who posted for me and my blog was as widely read as it always is. But there is a greater point. There will always  be attacks, sources of despair, and ruffles in our feathers. One can continually respond to provocation and be stressed, angry, bitter, and unhappy. There is always something that could evoke those feelings. Always.

The wonderful flip side is that if our focus instead is on the wonder, beauty, and revelation of God, most everything else loses its importance or power over us. 

I had a full week of being out on the sidewalks of the abortion center every day to fill in for our Cities4Life director who had a much deserved vacation with his family. The weather had just decided to switch into her winter clothes, so it was not the easiest week weather-wise. Friday was downright miserable with pouring rain and frigid cold. There were even snowflakes sifting out of the dreary mess now and then. Honestly, I wasn’t sure if I had the stamina to be out there so many hours all those days in a row. I am pretty intense out there, and it takes an enormous amount of emotional and spiritual energy. There were many hard fought battles for babies’ lives, and I felt like I was returning from war after some of them.

So yesterday, I did something I NEVER do. 

NOTHING. I did NOTHING.

Well, I did do a load of wash, vacuumed the whole house, cleaned the bathroom, and put away all the dishes in the dishwasher. And took a two hour walk. But other than that, I did NOTHING. 

I lay down on the couch and listened to hours of Ravi Zacharais aplogetics seminars while drawing the picture at the top of the blog. All the worries and baggage of the week on the sidewalk melted away as I listened to the arguments for GOD, and drew a picture of a shepherd as he gazes at the star that was the sign the Messiah was born.

I even took a nap, something else I NEVER do unless I am sick. 

I was awoken from the nap by one of my favorite women I work with who just gave birth.

“Miss Vicky, when are you coming to see my baby?”

“NOW!!! Or whenever you want me to.”

“How about tomorrow?”

“I will be there...right after church.”

Unto us a son is born...

Unto us a little baby is born, whose mama thought she wanted to kill her but instead is now glowing with joy that her precious child is alive, and home, and healthy. She cannot wait to show her to me because I was there when she made the monumental decision for life. 

I have no plans today. I will do NOTHING again. NOTHING except hold a little miracle in my arms and praise God for the privilege.

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John 1:14 

And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.

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