As she peered into the mirror
Her face looked pale and drawn
All her youthful radiance
Seemed forever gone

She felt no joy inside her heart
Her peace had gone away
Replaced with only fear and dread
Of what she faced today

It was only eight short weeks
Since she turned twenty one
She had been so full of life
And having so much fun

She had felt  so much in love
She'd hoped that very soon
Her guy would pop the question
And she'd be a bride by June

Then one day the doctor called
There was a baby on the way
And when she told her boyfriend
He packed and moved away

He didn't want a baby
So he told her what to do
She must abort the baby
Or the two of them were through

Though he'd said he loved her
The day she'd given in
She had known her choice was wrong
It was nothing more than sin

She had turned her back on God
And set her faith aside
Now her life was such a mess
She wished that she could hide

Now once again she'd given in
The pressure was too great
So she had called the clinic
To set the fateful date

Staring at this looking glass
She'd never felt so sad
But soon this would be over
And he no longer would be mad

The time had come for her to go
She got into her car
She drove slowly to the  clinic
It wasn't very far

The day was dark and gloomy
There fell a misty rain
The weather seemed to understand
As if it felt her pain

As she pulled into the parking lot
Her mind began to swirl
As she wondered if her baby
Was a little boy or girl

She felt a tug inside her heart
As she stepped inside the door
No one saw the teardrop
As it splattered on the floor

She signed in at the window
And then she took a seat
So consumed with loneliness
As she stared down at her feet

When they took her to the room
It seemed so damp and cold
She wished that she could turn and run
But she wasn't feeling bold

As she lie upon the table
She heard a small still voice
"You must leave this evil place
You must make a different choice"

She began a silent prayer
"Dear Lord, Where have you been
My life's become a nightmare
And I need you once again"

Once again that gentle voice
"You have turned your back on me
But I have never left you
Since the day I set you free"

"My child, you are rebellious
Your path is paved with sin
Now you lie upon a table
In the heart of Satan's den"

The voice continued speaking
"This thing you do is wrong
The baby is my gift to you
I've planned it all along"

"If you'll put your faith in me
I will see you through
The way may not be easy
But I will always be with you"

"Exercise your faith in Me
For I Am still the same
I will help you raise this baby
And I will glorify my name"

"I Am the one who loves you
More than you could know
Now you must get dressed again
It's time for us to go"

When the doctor came into the room
He only found a note
Written in a hasty scrawl
This is what she'd wrote

"Thank you for your trouble
Your staff was very kind
I have spoken with the Bridegroom
And I have changed my mind"

"I shall keep my baby
I will raise him 'til he's grown
I will glorify my Savior
He still counts me as His own"

When she stepped outside the clinic
She knew that she'd be fine
She whispered "Thank you, Jesus"
And the sun began to shine.

By Chick Velasco
DropnHook@aol.com

Chick's Place

Used with permission.

   Comment by Chick Velasco:
     Unlike most of my work it is a fictional poem with the character being no one in particular and for once it's not really a reflection of my life.

     This poem was inspired by two things. Psalm 127:3 was the first thing. "Children are a heritage of the Lord, and the fruit of the womb is His reward."

     The second thing was the fact that confessing Christians get about as many abortions as non Christians, proportionately. I became very disturbed when I read that statement on a news broadcast on Christian radio and felt a burden to speak out about it.

     About a month after conception a baby has a detectable heartbeat. That means that usually by the time a woman finds out she is pregnant you can already hear a second life inside her body. There are those who say that it's her body and she can do what she wants with it. I say she already did what she wanted with it and now she has no right to murder another human life even if it is growing inside of her body.

     That's my stand and I shall stand on it forever. Abortion is murder. What if King Herod had gotten his way when he ordered all those babies murdered? We wouldn't have Jesus in our lives today. What would have been the difference whether He had had Mary abort the child or waited until Jesus was born and had Him murdered?

     Either way, we would have no Savior!

Jeremiah 1:5..."Before I formed you in the womb I knew you."

Psalm139:14-18..."I will praise Thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are Thy works, and that my soul knoweth right well. My substance was not hid from Thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect, and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them. How precious also are Thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with Thee."

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