Sanctity

sanc·ti·ty /ˈsæŋktɪti/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[sangk-ti-tee]
–noun, plural -ties.

1. holiness, saintliness, or godliness.
2. sacred or hallowed character: the inviolable sanctity of the temple.
3. a sacred thing.

Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1)Based on the Random House Unabridged Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2006.

This is the definition of "sanctity". You might ask why I would be bringing that up today! Well, this week is Sanctity of Human Life week!

I'm not one to protest at a clinic or demand that my beliefs have to be yours, but I do believe in the sanctity of human life, not only as pertaining to life inside the womb but also in cases like Terry Schiavo, a few years back.

Life is such a gift from God. Having been blessed with the gift of pregnancy three times in my life, I have felt first hand new life stirring inside of me. It is the most amazing thing to know that my body, as broken and as sinful as it is, has been used as a sanctuary for 3 precious gifts from God to this world and to me.

Being pregnant changes a woman...no matter how short that pregnancy is...it changes us. We are never the same once our wombs have held a life in them. Abortion isn't a viable escape route, there is emotional, spiritual and physical scarring done to the woman and the life of the child within her is tragically taken. Women who have had abortions live lives full of regret, sorrow and hopelessness. It doesn't have to be this way! Jesus Christ forgives and heals, if He's asked to!

Another thing that always struck me as odd about abortions is that we are told that it's a choice, however most women report that the reason they have had an abortion is because they feel they had no other choice. They felt backed into a corner. There is another choice! I know many families who are desperately trying to adopt, longing for the opportunity to be great parents. Check out my favorites to the right.

In high school, I used to write poetry. I wasn't Edgar Allen Poe or Emily Dickens or anything great. But I did it and I remember loving it. I wrote this at some point in high school and I thought I would share it with you. Maybe I'll share more with you later...

Silent Screams

Their silent screams

that echo through their little bodies

never to live

never to give.

Their silent screams

the tears in their eyes

knowing that people kill to cover up

their lies.

They have no chance

to sing and dance

no chance to rejoice

because it was someone else's choice

to kill

so she can fulfill

her dreams

in exchange for those silent screams...