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Dear Mommy,
I am in Heaven now, sitting on God’s lap.
He loves me and cries with me;
for my heart has been broken.
I so wanted to be your little girl.
I don’t quite understand what has happened.
I was so excited when I began realizing my existence.

I was in a dark, yet comfortable place.
I saw I had fingers and toes.
I was pretty far along in my developing,
yet not near ready to leave my surroundings.
I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping.
Even from my earliest day,
I felt a special bonding between you and me.

Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you.
Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry.
I heard Daddy yelling back.
I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon.
I wondered why you cried so much.
One day you cried almost all of the day.
I hurt for you.
I couldn’t imagine why you were so unhappy.

That same day, the most horrible thing happened.
A very mean monster came
into that warm, comfortable lace I was in.
I was so scared, I began screaming,
but there was no sound.
I guess they had you all pinned down
because you never once tried to help me.
Maybe you never heard me.

The monster got closer and closer
as I was screaming and screaming,
“Mommy, Mommy, help me, please; Mommy, help me.”
Complete terror is all I felt.
I screamed and screamed
until I thought I couldn’t anymore.

Then the monster started ripping my arm off.
It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain.
It didn’t stop.
Oh, how I begged it to stop.
I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.
Though I was in such complete pain,
I realize I was dying.
I knew I would never see your face,
or hear you say how much you love me.
I wanted to make all your tears go away.
I had so many plans to make you happy.
Now, I couldn’t; all my dreams were shattered.
Though I was in utter pain and horror,
I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all.

I wanted more than anything; to be your daughter.
No use now, for I was dying a painful death.
I could only imagine that terrible things
they had done to me.
I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone,
but I didn’t know the words you could understand.
And soon no longer I had the breath to say them;
I was dead.

I felt myself rising.
I was being carried by a huge angle
into a big, beautiful lace.
I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.
The angle took me to Jesus and set me on His lap.
He said that He loved me, and He was my Father.
Then I was happy.
I asked Him what the thing was that killed me.
He answered, “Abortion. I am sorry, my child;
for I know how it feels.”

I don’t know what abortion is;
I guess that’s the name of the monster.

I’m writing to say that I love you,
and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl.
I’d tried very hard to live.
I wanted to live.
I had the will, but I couldn’t;
the monster was too powerful.
It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me.
It was impossible to live.
I just wanted you to know how I tried to stay with you.
I didn’t want to die.

Also, Mommy,
please watch out for that abortion monster.

Mommy,
I love you and I wouldn’t hate for you
to go through the kind of pain I did.
Please be careful.

Love,
Your baby girl

This was written by a 16 year old girl on the horror of abortion from the baby’s point of view. It is touching and may sway some minds to become pro-life. We must do all we can to stop abortion!!!

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I wish for you… Comfort on difficult days, Smiles when sadness intrudes, Rainbows to follow the clouds, Laughter to kiss your lips, Sunsets to warm your heart Gentle hugs when spirits sag, Friendships to brighten your being,

Beauty for your eyes to see, Confidence for when you doubt, Faith so that you can believe, Courage to know yourself, Patience to accept the truth, And love to complete your life.

God Bless you!

I asked the Lord to bless you As I prayed for you today To guide you and protect you As you go along your way….

His love is always with you His promises are true No matter what the tribulation You know He will see us through So, when the road you’re traveling on Seems difficult at best Give your problems to the Lord And God will do the rest.

Pass this to 7 people you want God to bless.

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It all started so innocently. We met as strangers, thrown together by fate. Some of you grow up with me, others I have only known a short while. Some of you I have hugged constantly over the years, and others I met at a time when hugging was ‘un-cool’, and it has stayed that way, though the times have changed around us. Some of you I have not yet met in person.

Every one of you has enriched my life. You have helped to teach me, to guide me on this often turning and forking road of life. You have been with me through the good times and the bad. You have comforted me when I cried, held me when I was afraid, and laughed with me when I was happy.

And now we are in college. And though the distance between us is not great, it is great enough. I am no longer afraid to reach out and hug you, in fact I long to do it.

You had walked with me for so long that I was afraid to venture on alone. Yet even as I feared the dark of night, along came others to help me on my journey, in hopes that I would walk with them so they need not journey on alone. They picked up where you left off, and now they are no longer strangers.

Who are you? You might be my brother, my sister, my cousin, an old aquanitnce or a new one. But first and foremost, I call you a friend. And I miss you if you are away, and if you are here, then I thank you for standing by my side.

And so I send you this, so that you might know that someone, somewhere, is thinking of you, praying for you, and loving you. And that person is me. May God grant you peace and happyness in your times of trail, and watch over you, so that one day we will meet again.

Friendship is a strange thing….we find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives…things we don’t even share with our families who raised us…But what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A fellow email junkie? A shoulder to cry on? an ear to listen? a heart to feel?…A friend is all these things…and more. …

Whether we met IRL, over The World, over Resort, or SE, or anywhere…I call you friend. A word so small…yet so large in feeling…a word filled with emotion. It is true great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed…it is a constant book always written…waiting to be read…and enjoyed.

We may have our disagreements…we may argue…we may concern one another…friendship is a unique bond that lasts through it all…. ……..

A part of me is put into my friends…some it is my humor…some it is my listening ear…some it is real life experiences…some it is my romanticism…but with all, it is friendship. ……………….

Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel… built as a foundation….necessary for life…and necessary for love. Friends…you and me… ..you brought another friend…and then there were 3… ….we started our group….Our circle of friends… …..and like that circle…there is no beginning or end….

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