Years ago I came across this article depicting an unborn child speaking from her mother’s womb. May this story stir our heart’s to do all that we can to save lives.
DIARY OF AN UNBORN BABY
Today my life began. My parents do not know it yet, I am as small as a seed of an apple, but it is I already. And I am to be a girl. I shall have blond hair and blue eyes. Just about everything is settled though, even the fact that I shall love flowers.
Some say that I am not a real person yet, that only my mother exists But I am a real person, just as a small crumb of bread is yet truly bread. My mother is. And I am.
My mouth is just beginning to open now. Just think, in a year or so I shall be laughing and later talking. I know what my first word will be: MAMA.
My heart began to beat today all by itself. From now on it shall gently beat for the rest of my life without ever stopping to rest! And after many years it will tire. It will stop, and then I shall die.
I am growing a bit every day. My arms and legs are beginning to take shape.
But I have to wait a long time yet before those little legs will raise me to my mother’s arms, before these little arms will be able to gather flowers and embrace my father.
Tiny fingers are beginning to form on my hands. Funny how small They are! I’ll be able to stroke my mother’s hair with them.
It wasn’t until today that the doctor told mommy that I am living here under her heart. Oh, how happy she must be! Are you happy, Mama?
My mommy and daddy are probably thinking about a name for me. But they don’t even know that I am a little girl. I want to be called Kathy. I am getting so big already.
My hair is growing. It is smooth and bright and shiny. I wonder what kind of hair mommy has.
I am just about able to see. It is dark around me. When mommy brings me into the world it will be full of sunshine and flowers. But what I want more than anything is to see my mommy’s face. What do you look like, mommy?
I wonder if mommy hears the whispering of my heart? Some children come into the world a little sick. But my heart is strong and healthy. It beats so evenly: tup-tup, tup-tup. You’ll have a healthy little daughter, mom!
What is happening? I hear noise. I feel something sharp and it hurts! Oh how it hurts me! NO, Mommy NO! Oh Mommy! Please, Mommy! I’ll be good for you! Please love me, Mommy! Things are black and the pain is gone now.
Today my Mother killed me!
Devotional submitted by:
Pastor Ray Anderson