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CREATED BY GOD, MURDERED BY ABORTIONIST.

 Coral in the ocean is not just beautiful - it is an animal  which is often described as  "just a clump of polyps".

God made that. In His majestic mind and awesome creativity He made that so He could reveal His nature and omnipotence.

We marvel at such beauty and prolific expressive genius.

But what about you? He created you and you are a million times more beautiful than the coral you see.

Just listen to the Psalmist in No. 139. This is how God sees us.

13 For you formed my inward parts;

you knitted me together in my mother's womb.

14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.[a]

Wonderful are your works;

my soul knows it very well.

15 My frame was not hidden from you,

when I was being made in secret,

intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;

in your book were written, every one of them,

the days that were formed for me,

when as yet there was none of them.

Got goosebumps yet? You are more than a clump of polyps, you are an eternal soul created in the image of God.

And so is every child living in a womb today. So were you when you were curled up inside your mom's belly awaiting the miracle of birth. You were part of God's creation.

How do you think He feels when an abortionist murders in cold blood the beautiful human being He worked so hard to create?

We are fearfully and wonderfully made. God actually knitted you

together in your mother’s womb, forming your heart, your lungs, your rib cage, your kidneys and bladder, all 25 feet of your small and large intestines wound so carefully along the walls of your torso, adding the arms and legs, even down to the tiny tiny toes with their fragile and beautiful nails. He designed the color of your hair and added the sparkle to your beautifully colored eyes.

You were handcrafted by God. Doesn’t that blow your mind????

But that’s not all. God’s eyes looked you over very carefully to check out His workmanship and then He pronounced you “Good’ as He did all His creation in the Book of Genesis.

And then,

and then,

yes, even after all this, he counted the days He was giving you, the days He had planned out for you, every minute, every second, every hour, every year even before “there was none of them” - even before you had lived even one minute outside the womb.

God made the choice to fashion you after His own image. He took the time to do it perfectly. And you proudly proclaim that YOU believe in abortion? HOW DARE YOU LOOK GOD IN HIS FACE AND SAY YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO DESTROY WHAT HE HAS MADE? HOW DARE YOU????

© Joan Rowden Hart  2007

Photograph by unknown author.

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