Wayward Travelers and a Path to Life

Mother’s Day has come and gone. I wonder about the childless woman, either by choice or by fate. I wonder about the woman who struggles daily with the children she is raising. I wonder about the children who will be mothers someday.

I have seen woman, who come for counseling regarding a pregnancy. Some of them are vulnerable to the daily experience. No father’s presence or support from family. No money. No home. No hope.

Life is hard. The problems loom over us like dark rain clouds and we wait for the final downpour that will drown. The stories I hear are broken records of dysfunction. Our society is sick and individuals are the victims of a collaborative effort to exterminate God. Confusion is rampant and labeling the life-cycle as sperm, egg, embryo, and fetus, organizes our thought, but it does nothing for the emotion that coincides with the fact that sperm move and are alive and fight to the bitter end to make an egg theirs! Which sperm wins, claims the prize of being the next child that will develop inside the womb of a woman. The DNA of both people will merge into one individual, unique in the world, with one set of fingerprints. This should be a time to celebrate!

The cold, hard truth is by offering choice, life loses. The sperm that fought so valiantly will be squashed as an ant on the sidewalk. The egg that once housed all the information that would determine the color of the eyes, hair and skin, will diminish as the setting sun. The sidewalk and playgrounds will be void of one smiling child.

Life is hard. Choices are made every day. What toothpaste to buy, what clothes to wear, what friends we hang with and what job we perform. Some choices are easier than others. Choice seems good until we are faced with making a decision that reaches higher than a mountain peak. Once made, the decision cannot be taken back. It takes days to make such a choice and with limited time to choose, the stress level rises exponentially.

The first right choice would be to decide if having sex, with the possibility of becoming pregnant, is right. What is wrong with waiting until a secure, stable relationship is formed and consecrated by a vow until the bitter or joyous end? What is wrong with making a commitment to you? Why give away your soul like free candy at a parade?

Sex is a gift. Children are a gift. Make the first right choice. Celebrate life and the gifts.

JOSHUA 24:15

“But if serving the LORD seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your forefathers served beyond the River, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the LORD.”

Over the coming days I will be praying for those facing the mountain that looms ahead. I pray for the peace that passes all understanding, to guard your heart, soul and mind, in that perfect way that only Jesus can touch our humanity. He said He came to bring life, and to bring it more abundantly. Do you believe? Is Jesus who He said He was…the Son of the Living G-d? Test the waters. Find a church home that embraces you and shows you the path to walk that brings hope, healing and redemption. And if not now, when? Most will wait until they have hit rock bottom. Is that what you want to experience? The Gospel does not promise a trouble free existence. We certainly will face obstacles and trials. The Gospel does promise a better way, full of truth, hope and joy that sustains, despite the pitfalls and stumbling blocks encountered daily. I will be praying.  Jeannelizabeth©

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