Time For A Rant

Today I read an article which chilled me to the core.  The article discusses the possibility of post term abortion, yes killing a baby after it is born.  This is actually being considered/discussed/has crossed the mind of, those who inform and influence our politicians and country's leaders.  Read the article here.

This is insanity itself!  Here we are living at a time and in a nation that strives to have a family through IVF and similar programs.  A country which has a dilapidated and immensely difficult adoption system.  A country which has legalised the killing of children in the womb, and now it is being debated that we should be able to take the life of a new born babe. 

If you have baby pictures, go and find one of them.  Look closely at your young self and ask your self this question, 'Who looked after me?  Who nourished me?  Who kept me warm?  Who loved me?' 

You see we were all babies once.  I love the quote from Ronald Reagan that states, 'I've noticed that everybody that is for abortion has already been born.'

The discussions in this article are evil in themsleves.  History repeats itself over and over.  All throughout time babies have bore the brunt of our our selfish wants and desires.  In this age, when we consider ourselves so enlighted and knowledgeable, it seems apparent to me that men of power have lost their hearts. The seeds of pride arrogance and self estimation are now in bloom, threatening to choke all morality out of the society in which we now live.  I am beyond tired of hearing truths twisted and broken for the sake of selfish motives. 

And here in Australia, the land of the brave and free, we have become mere shadows of our once strong and courageous settlers, men and women, who struggled and toiled to make this land great under God.  In settler days nearly every family lost loved ones, especially babies to sickness and disease.  How ashamed they would be of us, taking the lives of our own little ones.  Who will now speak for our children, who are being slain and then thrown away as 'medical waste'?

How long suffering is our God that he has mercy, when we should be struck down for our complacency.  How His heart must break as His treasured  babies, discarded for the sake of our own needs.  How many arms ache in our communities for the love of a child?  How many wombs lay barren, when parents hearts ache for the want of seeing a little one smile?

Please don't let an article pass your sight, a conversation pass you ears, a situation pass your hands without praying and then responding.  Your little prayer will move mountains and your little gesture, will change a life, maybe one that is yet to be, or maybe...

someone that you love.

I Want To Call Her Stacey

At the conference over the weekend, I had the pleasure of meeting the creator of this short animated film about a baby's life in the womb before abortion.  It is powerful, emotive and extremely beautiful.  Zac Bavas has with great care and thoughtfulness created a visual masterpiece that gives a very different view of pregnancy from the baby's perspective.  You get to see the baby grow and change.  You get to hear what the baby hears as she grows-the good and the bad.  And then you get to see the terrible truth of abortion- light entering the womb, a frightened baby, and then nothing.  Zach and the film team have woven this film together without being gory and unreal.  It is truthful and I can tell you, I cried uncontrollably.  I cried because this is the future that was offered to us for Sam and many other babies on a day to day basis.  Did you know that in Victoria it is legal to kill babies up until birth and if they survive the birth they can just be left to die?  That law was passed in October 2008, 10 days after Sam's birth. In the very state and city where he was given the chance to live.  And yet our government recently stopped the ban on all live cattle exports because of animal cruelty.  God help us.

I have included the link to where you can buy the movie for only $10.  It may not be something you will watch every day but I can guarantee it once you see it, you will never be the same again.  If you are interested in saving the lives of unborn babies and also supporting and loving their mums, I would encourage you to have a look.  Please pray for Australia's mothers and babies and also for our government.

“And he will answer, ‘I tell you the truth, when you refused to help the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were refusing to help me.’(Matthew 25:45)

Speaking Up to Cherish Life

Sensational, would be the word I use to describe the past weekend.  The Cherish Life Conference in Brisbane was well prepared, presented and was a blessing to all involved.  The speakers were excellent and I learned much and was challenged by some of the information put forward.  I do like a challenge. I loved speaking, it felt so natural and to share our story barely required me to look at my notes.  So I think it came over well.  I made people laugh and cry, so I believe it did. 

I met the most amazing people and God orchestrated many meetings that were God incidents (I don't believe in coincidence).  There was even a beautiful woman with whom I spoke, that was not told about the surgeries in Melbourne and lost her precious baby (who had the same heart condition as Sam) as a result.  This is why I must continue to speak!  This is why I want people to read our book.  We need to raise awareness and save more lives and more souls.
I met doctors, members of parliament, advocates, mothers, fathers and lovers of God.  Each has there own story to share of God's work in their lives, in the good times and the bad.  Each has their own gifts and talents.  However we all share one thing in common; a heart and purpose to see that all life is protected and cherished.  I will leave you with some photos of our time in the city. I am hoping to obtain conference photos and video sometime soon, and will upload that later. 

The country mouse in the city

Good times, just the two of us...

My big day, time to tell our story and speak up for those that can't.

Following is the final part of my speech from the day...

I imagine…

I imagine a day when life is considered precious in all of its forms.

I imagine a day when there are no more remorseful and regretful parents.

I imagine a day when pregnancy is considered a blessing and not an inconvenience.

I imagine a day when babies are recognised in the womb as babies.

I imagine a day when the elderly, and the ill are given every opportunity to live and not feel a burden.

I imagine a day when all of humanity celebrates and gives thanks for the time they have been given on the earth.

I imagine a day when the least important in the world become the most important.

I imagine a compassionate and loving humanity that knows how to cherish life.

Will you be bold enough to imagine with me?

Cherish Life

On Saturday, I am honoured to be speaking at the Annual Cherish Life Conference, in Brisbane.  Did you know that if we had chosen not to cherish life, Sam would not be alive today?  One of the options given to us as a treatment for Sam's condition, was to terminate his life.  I am so blessed that we have our little boy.  Each minute we have with him is precious and wonderful.  And yes, he is living life to the full.  Even if it hadn't turned out this way and Sam had gone home to heaven soon after birth, we still would not have regretted our decision. I got to hold my baby.  I got to look into his eyes and tell him how much I love him.  As it turns out many diagnosis of babies conditions in utero are often misjudged, incomplete or just plain wrong.  So when I was asked to speak I was quick to jump at the chance to tell our story.

I have since found there is much stigma involved with those who actively work to protect the lives of the unborn.  These people are not pushy, placard holding, aggressive protestors, but genuinely loving people that want to give a voice to those who do not yet have a voice; the unborn babies.  When I first shared with some people that I was going to tell our story at the conference the responses were guarded 'I guess, it's ok if you really want to get involved in that sort of thing.'

Oh yeah!  You'd better believe it, I will not be silent when I have a chance to save another precious bub who has been given no hope.  I will not be silent when there are Mums and Dad's out there hurting, having to make heart wrenching decisions about their lives and that of their baby.  Neither will I be silent when the Mum's who have aborted their little bubs, grieve and hurt each day of their lives thereafter.  This is not about being militant.  It is about love in it's most truest sense.  There is no greater lay than to lay down one's life for his friends.  If it was good enough for Jesus, it's good enough for me.  I am wiling to take a battering for the take of saving a life.

"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing."-Edmund Burke

I look forward to having the most wonderful time on the weekend with my marvelous husband and when we return home, we get to see this:

because we chose to cherish Sam's life.

Will you please pray that I will speak well and be courageous :)  Thanks xx