Some days, I wonder about the doctors and nurses that work in abortion clinics. I think about the ones present on that dark day in my life. I hope they were kind to my child until its last breath. I hope they grieved the loss of its life. I hope they have realized that being a part of such a cruel act is wrong, and they have corrected their path. I hope they have found forgiveness.
I am not angry at anyone; I hold no grudges or hard feelings- not towards my family, friends, doctors, or nurses. While the father and I didn't work out, and I don't even really know what he wanted in the long run, I hold no ill will towards him. I actually hope that he found God along the way and that he too found forgiveness.
I don't know why God wanted this to be a part of His story for my life; what I can do now is give him the glory for the redemption that he has offered to me and to you. I can pray for all those involved every time my heart starts to ache. All I can do now is give him my heart completely and accept his resurrection for my soul.
"For God so loved the world,
that he gave his only begotten son,
that whosoever believeth in him
should not perish but have