Take for example - me.
Those of you who know me know that my life has a story of its own. I am alive in more ways that just living. And I know of death in a very real way. I have always been aware, in the back of my mind, that there is a greater purpose for my life.
My sister has down syndrome and because of this the doctors wanted to abort her. This was not an option for my parents and I am very glad for it. I love my sister and she makes a huge impact on those around her. :)
Susan, however, was not the only one who came close to abortion.
I am small. I stand anywhere from 5'2" to 5'4", depending on who measures, ;) And up until the age of 10 I was so small that I wasn't on the doctor's charts. Obviously, this means that I was a small baby.
My parents couldn't get pregnant for the first 4 years of their marriage. When they did they miscarried. Mom was devastated and still feels the pain of that loss to this day. You can imagine the joy when they learned they were pregnant with me.
But I was small. The doctors suggested my parents abort me and "start over".
It's a crazy thing to think that someone suggested your death before you began to live. It's incredible to look at my sister and think "this life might have never been". Or to look at myself in the mirror and be reminded that you are so valuable, your life is a prize to be won.
It really helps to gain perspective on a lot of things.
I am so grateful to my parents for their choice to let me and my sister live. And I am so grateful to live a life of purpose.
"Do not despise these small beginnings, for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin..." - Zachariah 4:10 nlt
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