You do all you can ... and then, you just have to give it to God.
That’s all we could do, when a young woman I’ll call Liza came to see us.
At 20 years old, she was absolutely not going to have a baby. She wasn’t even absolutely sure she was pregnant, but in case she was, she had already contacted an abortion clinic. She was ready to make her abortion appointment. Liza’s boyfriend had no idea she might be pregnant, and she intended to keep it that way.
But then, for some unknown reason, Liza turned to us for a pregnancy test. And here, thanks to the faithful support of caring friends like you, God began working in Liza’s heart.
“How do you feel about the possibility of being pregnant?” our volunteer Pregnancy Advocate gently asked her. Tears filled Liza’s eyes. “It kinda scares me,” she admitted. “Let’s get all the facts about abortion and adoption,” the volunteer continued. “I don’t want you to have any regrets.”
The conversation unfolded. Our volunteer made sure she had all the information she needed in order to make an informed decision. Liza was eager to talk. She didn’t have anyone else in the world to talk to. Only us. Your giving made sure we were here for her.
Liza’s heart was hard. She didn’t want to hear about God, didn’t want to pray. We offered her a baby blanket, but she turned it down cold. We welcomed her into our ultrasound room, where she saw her baby’s heartbeat, and the beginning of her baby’s spinal column.
But as she walked out the door of our clinic, we had no idea what her decision would be.
She hadn’t even been willing to tell us her name.
But God knew her name.
So we did what we’ve done so many times over the years: We went to prayer. Our entire staff, all our workers, our whole prayer team, even our board of directors, joined in prayer for this angry, anonymous young woman and the baby stirring within her.
It was six days later when our door opened and Liza walked in again. She was like a different person — open and warm, full of hope and joy. She had decided to carry her baby. She
had told the baby’s father; he had promised to support her. She asked for a referral list of ob-gyn doctors. Thanks to generous donations, we were able to give her prenatal vitamins to take until her first appointment!
And before she left us that day, she had picked out her very first baby blanket ... the same blanket she had refused to touch less than a week earlier.
This is why our motto is LIFE — We Care. We will do anything and everything we can to help a mom choose life for her baby. Our entire team is totally dedicated to this compassionate cause — from the workers who faithfully scrub and clean our facility to the members of our board of directors who prayerfully and professionally guide the strategic decisions that advance our work, and everyone in between!
Today, knowing that you care too, I ask you to join in this commitment to LIFE and say “We Care” by giving your most generous possible gift to Life Choices.
Your gift today will enable us to open the door to the next frightened, or nervous, or confused, or lost — yes, even an angry young woman who turns to us in her moment of crisis
... to give her the love, the support, the encouragement, the information, the heart she needs to choose life for her baby.
Thanksgiving is coming. You and I have a lot to be thankful for. God has blessed us. I hope you’ll take some portion of what God has given to you, and share it with the mothers and babies who come our way.
And as you give, I hope you’ll also join us in prayer for Liza and her baby. Pray for a healthy pregnancy, and for Liza to know more and more of God’s love. (I’m enclosing a prayer card. Please put it someplace where you’ll be reminded to pray!) As we journey with Liza, I’ll keep you posted on her progress.
And let me thank you for your donation today by sending you a fridge magnet that proclaims your commitment: “LIFE — We Care.” I hope it will remind you every day of the good things you are doing through your support of Life Choices.
God bless you, my friend. I hope to hear from you soon.
For the mothers and babies,
P.S. I’ve changed Liza’s name to protect her privacy. But her story is real ... and her baby is alive ... because God knew her name — and you opened our door to her.