My Abortion Shame

Last night I had the opportunity to attend the ABC Women's Center annual banquet. I listened to the speakers tell of all the great work they do for women who are pregnant with little to no support. I heard the amazing story of Chris Marie who is alive today because despite the push her mother received from many to have an abortion, God used an unlikely voice to help her find hope.

According to my Facebook memories (them memories will jack you up man 🤦🏽‍♀️), on this day 8 years ago, I was begging for prayer. What people didn’t know then was that my body was betraying me, and in just a few short days I would make a decision to abort the baby that I thought was an answered prayer. My husband would hold me for hours as I screamed in agony as a pill worked it’s way through my body and stopped the beating heart of a life that the world would never meet.

I would then add another level of shame to my already weak heart and for the next five years I would allow that shame to be another culprit of my private suffocation.

But today, today I am no longer ashamed. Today the nation will hear a piece of my story and know that it was not by my strength but the strength of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ that I was able to rise from the ashes and when I walk the stage with 99 other amazingly strong women at The 100 Women of Color Gala & Awards 2019, I won’t look like what I’ve been through or smell like the fire that almost consumed me. Everyone will know, it was GOD! #StrongisShe