All of you who bore children, adopted them, flew across the planet to find them, read, talked to prayed on in the womb, waited years for.
Father God You gave love, You gave hope, You showed us in our hearts these babies’ lives. And You do the impossible! We throw science out the window (with the bathwater) and keep the baby!
Others too will believe and love and hope, You’ll open their eyes of understanding. Maybe they’re hurt, unbelieving that the baby in the womb is a child, angry.
"Where the gospel is preached, women are honored" says Joseph Prince. They're educated and they don't have to go through the pain of killing their own children.
Don’t you see that children are God’s best gift?
the fruit of the womb his generous legacy?
Like a warrior’s fistful of arrows
are the children of a vigorous youth.
Oh, how blessed are you parents,
with your quivers full of children!
Your enemies don’t stand a chance against you;
you’ll sweep them right off your doorstep.
Psalm 127:3-5 (MSG) BibleGateway