On Facebook you get to read an assortment of interesting stuff. Peoples’ passions come alive as if they’re standing on a stage and you’re their private audience. It’s their moment, so they can say whatever they want.
I saw a lot of this during the whole thing with Chic-Fil-A. I see it daily with the upcoming election and also with personal views on different subjects. Opinions are thrown around and when those aren’t heard, scripture is used as a weapon of condemnation. I’m not ever sure what to make of this and so I stay quiet and out of the controversial subjects. The one that bothers me the most though is the Christian who calls the woman who has had an abortion a murderer.
Maybe the Christian who thinks that in taking a stand for the unborn it is part of their job to call out the cold-hearted mother who has made this choice. As a Christian woman who did make the choice to abort my child, let me tell what you do when you call me that.
I’m not going to go into a sob story and try to convince you that my choice was right. It wasn’t and it never will be. I took the life of my child. I can never justify what I did, nor do I want to. But every time you take your Pharisee stance and call me a murderer, you are inches away from erasing everything Jesus has done to get me to the point of using my story for His glory. Trust me when I say that you do not want me to return to the pit He rescued me from.
I was wrong, but time after time in the Bible when women that were messed up came to Jesus and walked away from Him with a heart and life changed, not one time did He address her by her sin. He called her Daughter.
For years I stayed in hiding among the baggage of my past out of fear that others would know the real me. I always thought this would be a secret between me and my Savior. But God had other plans and those who call me a murderer have no right to try to take all the hard work He has done in my life and put me back into the seat of shame. They just don’t.
Jesus Christ has forgiven me and according to Him, He took all of my ugly choices, past and present and bore them on my behalf on Calvary. By accepting His grace and forgiveness, He is using not only me, but He’s using my baby that I never gave a chance to breathe to help other women overcome their horrific choice and also to change minds of those considering abortion.
So, if you are passionate for the unborn, be that. Just know that as long as you are pointing a finger at that child’s mother and calling her by her sin you are pushing her away from Jesus. You can’t love and accuse at the same time. Put the finger down and open your arms.
Please continue to defend the unborn as I do, but don’t call me a murderer. Satan does a great job calling women who have aborted all sorts of names in trying to keep us in the dark and he doesn’t need your help. Be wise and don’t join him.
If you want to call me a name, call me what I am…
Daughter of a Redeemer.
© by Lelia Chealey. All rights reserved.
Please understand that I wrote this from the heart of a woman who is strong in her faith and knows Jesus can handle any name I’m called. But there are some women who may not be able to handle being labeled as a murderer. Trust me when I say, I know that I murdered my child. I did and I was wrong, but calling someone by their sin does not lead them to healing. Thank you for hearing my heart.
Also, if you are a woman who has had an abortion and have never dealt with it, please visit my tab on the top of my blog about abortion to learn about Surrendering the Secret, a post-abortion ministry I am blessed to be part of and am passionate about.
Let God use your story. He can handle it.