People can make mistakes in an instant that will haunt them the rest of their lives… They need hope.

This past week I’ve often thought of how a woman would feel who had an abortion years ago.  A teen girl who made a bad choice and once done, can’t be undone. A young girl whose parents insisted she get an abortion to not “disgrace” their family.  She’s wishing she could take it back, but she can’t. That one moment in time haunts her day and night.  The self hate causes her to accept abuse and neglect in her current relationships because she feels she deserves it.  She thinks if she isn’t miserable enough, she isn’t sorry enough.  She thinks God can never forgive her for what she’s done.  An antidepressant is part of her daily routine.  She cuts herself and is often suicidal.  She’s one of the broken I pray and ask God to put in my path.  As a Christian friend tries to speak life and hope into her, trying to convince her that God can and will forgive her just like he forgave Rahab for her sin and David for his, it starts… The evil in high places pass a law in New York allowing for full term abortion.  ( For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places – Ephesians 6:12) Social media starts blasting condemnation about abortion. Yes, I agree that abortion is a sin.  I agree that we need to overturn Rowe vs. Wade.  I believe that we have to speak the truth and call sin what it is.  But I also believe that we need to be very careful not to transfer our hate of sin, to perceived hate of the sinner. While we take a stand against the evil in this country let us not forget to remind those haunted by that decision that there is hope, and his name is Jesus.