Dear Planned Parenthood

Dear Planned Parenthood

  

I am pro-life Christian. I’m not claiming to be perfect. I’m not claiming that just because I am a person of faith, I have it all figured out. I still fall flat on my face. I still disobey and give in to sin. I am a work in progress, as is anyone who serves Jesus Christ.
But let me assure you, I am nothing like the man who entered your clinic last week and murdered three people. In fact, not only do I want no harm to befall you, I’ll go as far as to say that I love you.

Yes, I said it. I love you, Planned Parenthood. It’s not for what you stand for or for what you do, but because God has commanded me to love my enemy. I’m to bless those who curse me and do good to those who hate me.

Even though God commands this of me, it’s still hard, and I can only love you with His help. In 1 Corinthians 13, the Bible teaches me the way in which God expects me to love you.

He says that love is patient and kind, so I will wait for you—however long it takes—to change your mind on abortion. I won’t huff and puff about it. And when you do finally see the error in your ways, I won’t be smug. I’ll just be thankful.

God says love does not envy and is not boastful. I won’t be jealous of the amount of money, supporters, or media spin you receive. I have faith that God is bigger than all of that—and that’s the truth, I’m not boasting.

He says love is not conceited and does not act improperly. I won’t believe myself to be better, smarter, wealthier or more powerful than you. That’s okay, because God tells me He is sufficient for my every need. Nor will I stand on your steps and scream at you. Jesus never screamed at the lost.

God says love is not selfish and is not provoked— Wanting an unborn child to live is never selfish, so I won’t shy away from the topic of abortion. I want all women to know that abortion isn’t the only option. Life can still bloom from ashes. I will also endure the insults and the put-downs you hurl my way. Your words will still sting and my tears may still fall, but at the end of the day, Jesus’s love will soothe my hurts like a healing balm.

He says love does not keep a record of wrongs. This one is the hardest for me, because I know how many babies lose their lives to you each and every day. I will never forget the souls that have gone on, but I promise not to focus on the past. I will look toward each new day and will count each life saved from you as a blessing.

Jesus, in Matthew 5, tells me to both love and pray for you. And I will. I will pray that every one of your patients, doctors, nurses, and volunteers is protected from harm.

I will pray that there is no more violence or bloodshed—from either side of the abortion clinic door.

God’s Creations

God’s Creations

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Every day, I come home from work to find little bits of paper all over the floor and know that my youngest son has been busy. One of his most favorite things to do is watch YouTube videos of paper crafts. He will watch a video over and over making sure he has followed all of their directions. His eye for detail is quite impressive and he will work for hours until his project is perfect. And after seeing him in tears, I have learned not to throw these things away. Where I just see paper, he sees something special, something to be treasured.

Knowing how strongly my son feels over the loss of something he created from paper, I think about how much more God must grieve over His human creations being torn from their mother’s wombs and their parts sold off to the highest bidder.

We all begin life as a fertilized egg, and over the span of nine months, God turns those two tiny cells into arms and legs that are capable of mighty works. He knits fibers together to form a heart that beats at a rate that’s perfect for pumping life-sustaining blood throughout the body. He creates within each of us a brain that not only controls the actions of our bodies, but gives us the ability to think, learn, and love.

Every year, over 1.2 million of God’s most treasured creations never get to use those arms and legs that He created. Their tiny hearts never get to race with excitement at childhood wonders. The promise of all that knowledge and love their brains could one day hold, is gone in a matter of minutes on the procedure tables of abortion clinics around this country.

The Bible says that God created man in His own image. How truly heartbreaking to know that since 1973, 56 million of His creations have been thrown back in His face.

And we live in a society that believes this is an okay practice. If fact, American tax dollars are being sent to an organization that does this very thing. Planned Parenthood encourages women to send a message to God that says, “We don’t want this creation, so You can have it back. Thanks but no thanks, God, we’re going to stamp this baby as ‘return to sender'”.

Well, Planned Parenthood, you don’t speak for me. This does- For it was You who created my inward parts; You knit me together in my mother’s womb. I will praise You because I have been remarkably and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful, and I know this very well. My bones were not hidden from You when I was made in secret, when I was formed in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw me when I was formless; all my days were written in Your book and planned before a single one of them began- Psalms 139:13-16.

Every life is precious in His eyes, and I’m going to continue to defend those lives no matter the consequences. I want my message to God to say that I did all that I could to defeat abortion. Will you take a stand and join me? Let’s show society and Planned Parenthood that no matter how they try to justify abortion, we will never stand with them.

We Are At War

We Are At War

In the past, I’ve shied away from speaking about all things controversial. I have never been an in your face kind of gal. I took that old saying to heart- if you don’t have something nice to say then keep your trap shut.

Then something changed all of that. As I witnessed an ultrasound of a baby in the womb of an abortion minded woman, I knew something inside of me would never be the same. To know that I was seeing what might be the last images of this baby’s life was utterly heartbreaking. I don’t know if what I said made a difference or not. And the not knowing is the hardest part.

I felt empty for days after that experience. I couldn’t pray. I couldn’t read my Bible. I was angry at myself for not saying or doing more, and I was angry at God because He allowed me to become so emotionally invested in something that I would possibly fail at in the worst possible way. It was almost enough to make me walk away from it all and save myself all that agony and all those tears.

But then something amazing happened. In a circle of ten or so strangers, at a church I didn’t belong to, one by one prayers went up all around me. Prayers for those hurting and scared women thinking abortion is their only answer, prayers for those who have already chosen abortion, and prayers for those of us that worked to bring abortion to an end. They were praying for me, and I had told no one about what I’d been struggling with. The burden of failure and grief was instantly lifted, and that’s when I knew, even though I felt I couldn’t go to God with all of this, He came to me. And as the days passed, He nudged me to do something totally out of my comfort zone, but I have been dragging my feet about it. I don’t like to make waves. I like to blend in, but then the words of my own prayer in that circle of strangers came back to me. With a tear filled voice, I had prayed, “Lord, give us a boldness of spirit to speak up about the things that You place on our hearts.”

God is giving me that chance right now, so here I go….

We are at war. It’s not a war for oil or for land, no this war is being battled for something far more precious. This war isn’t fought in some desert land or jungle, no this war is fought right here on the soils of our very nation. And we are taking heavy casualties of the worst kind. Every day 3300 lives are lost in hometowns across this country. Our people are being killed with a recklessness that knows no bounds. There is no thought given to the future lives of all those thousands. These are the casualties that have no voice and therefore receive no justice in death. They leave no mourning wife or husband behind. They will never get to see their own eyes or smile in the faces of their children and grandchildren. These thousands of Americans that die daily receive no funerals. There is no obituary in the paper; no outpouring of food and flowers from the community. There are no outraged people rioting in the streets for these brutal deaths because our government has decided that no laws have been broken. These casualties of war are not even spoken about unless an election is looming ahead. No, there is none of that because all those lives lost every day belong to the most innocent, most trusting, and most helpless of our kind. They are our future generations. And they are being slaughtered for as low as $250 each. Is that what a life in this world is now worth? For less than the price of an iPad, an unborn child can disappear from existence.

Since 1973, we have lost 56 million US citizens to this war. That’s 56 million sons and daughters. That’s 56 million brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, and cousins. What have we done to our families? We have wiped out complete generational lines all for the sake of convenience, money, lust, and our right as a people to choose. Well guess what? Those choices that we believe are so rightly ours to make have destroyed this country. How many Dr. Martin Luther Kings, Billy Grahams, and Mother Teresas have been lost to abortion? What more could our society have been with the knowledge and input of 56 million more people?
We will never know what could have been, and we have no one to blame but ourselves as a nation. We have allowed this to happen by not speaking up, by our election choices, and by our apathy.
Do we really expect God to bless a nation that kills its most innocent? How arrogant we have become as a people when we believe our ways are higher than His. We have tried to place ourselves above God and believe we have all authority on this earth, but we are wrong. So wrong. I just pray that when our time comes to an end, He has mercy on us despite the fact that we, as a nation, showed none.

His Amazing Grace

His Amazing Grace

 

But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.” Therefore, I will most gladly boast all the more about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may reside in me. 2 Corinthians 12:9 HCSB

I have a confession to make. I haven’t worked on my newest book project since October. My poor characters continue to be stuck in the limbo of chapter four. It’s not that I don’t know what I’m going to write. God already gave me most of the story back in 2013. So why haven’t I been working on it? I’ve allowed myself to get distracted by all the other things I felt I should do to further my calling. I was so busy trying to build my platform as a writer, that the actual writing part took a back seat. I listened to satan when he whispered that writing books wasn’t enough, and so I tried to do more. But in doing more, even though they were good things, I was being disobedient to God. 

When I looked into seminary classes because I felt my non-theological background wasn’t good enough, the Lord said, “My grace is sufficient for you.”

When I began to compare myself to other Christian writers and speakers and became discouraged, He said, “My grace is sufficient for you.”

When I saw all those other Christian novels on the shelves of the bookstore and cried because mine may never be there, He said, “My grace is sufficient for you.” 

It has taken me six months to finally get what the Lord has been telling me all along. His grace is *enough in every aspect of this calling and if I keep trying to accomplish things with my own might, then I am forfeiting His power in the process. I’m exchanging heavenly for worldly, perfect for just okay. 

This means I can stop trying to help Him along. He’s got this. I’m just supposed to write. I’m not to worry about book sales or blog views; I’m just supposed to write. I don’t have to stress about trying to reach more people; I’m just supposed to write.  

So this week, I’m going to sit down at my computer and rescue my characters from chapter four. I’m going to let all that other stuff go and just concentrate on finishing the work God gave me to do. And I’m going to do it standing firm in the belief that His grace is all I need. 

Many blessings to you,

Robin

*NAS Exhaustive Concordance of the Bible with Hebrew-Aramaic and Greek Dictionaries 

Running His Way

Running His Way

 

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You were running well. Who prevented you from obeying the truth? Galatians 5:7

Many times the answer to that question is me. I prevent myself from running the way Christ wants me to. My aspirations, though good, often get in the way of His plan for my life.

And these aspirations are often the main cause of my disappointments.

Just today I received a rejection email from a Christian blog I wanted to contribute to. I wallowed in self pity for a few minutes until Christ brought something to my attention. This is how our conversation played out.

“Robin, did you pray about joining that group?”

“Yes, Lord.”

“Did you wait for My confirmation before applying?”

“Umm, well you see….”

“No, Robin, that’s not how it works.”

Big sigh from me, cause I’m stubborn that way…”Okay, Lord, I get it.”

And I do, and knowing that He has something else planned for me, I let that disappointment go.

But then, a few hours later, I almost did it again. I almost applied to another blog. As I began to type out the email request, I heard the Lord’s voice, “Robin, we just covered this. What are you doing?”

“Oh, yeah. I’m trying to do it on my own again, Lord. I’m sorry.”

I immediately closed out of that email, and once again, let it go.

You see, today is not my day to become a writer for a nationwide Christian blog, and that day might not ever come if it’s not His will. But what a blessing that He allowed me this lesson today. Who knows what might have happened if I sent that email. I may have gotten the job, but would have been out of His will, or I may have had to face another disappointment when I was rejected yet again.

Christ wants what is right for us, but will allow us to settle for what we want instead. Let’s not settle, let’s wait and allow Him to show us the best way to run.

Many blessings to you,
Robin

Cell Phone = Life

Cell Phone = Life

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In this day and age, people are obsessed with cell phones. Unless they are living off the grid or are too young or old to hold one, most everyone owns a cell phone. And what’s not to love about these wonders of technology? We can talk, text, take photos, and keep in touch with family and friends through all the apps available like Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc.

Our cell phones have become indispensable to us. We keep them right by our sides day and night. And if the unthinkable occurred, and we forgot our phone at home, most of us wouldn’t know what to do. We would be lost. How could we spend hours away from our Facebook news feeds? Just think of all those funny cat videos we would miss out on.

For most of us, our phones basically holds our whole lives. We have all those texts, pictures, passwords, banking info, ebooks, and videos just hanging out in that little rectangle. It contains the information we choose to keep private and the information we choose to share with the world.

Let’s take a minute and get personal. What would happen if someone else got ahold of our phones? Think of all the things they would see and read. Most of us would be horrified. What if that someone found some not so nice texts about them, or even worse, saw some of the pictures we snap in private?

Now let’s go one step further. What would happen if Jesus came back and asked to see our phones? How many of us would sputter out excuses and cling to it, too ashamed or afraid of what He might find?

Well get ready, because one day, that will happen, only Christ won’t need our phones. When He takes His chosen from this world, our entire lives will be on display. And for some of us, it’s going to be ugly.

For the Bible says:
Nothing is concealed that won’t be revealed, and nothing hidden that won’t be made known and come to light. Luke 8:17

For God will bring every act to judgment, including every hidden thing, whether good or evil. Ecclesiastes 12:14

No creature is hidden from Him, but all things are naked and exposed to the eyes of Him to whom we must give an account. Hebrews 4:13

Uh oh, we’re in trouble now. But wouldn’t it be amazing for after all those ugly secret things are displayed to Christ, a marked change occurs. A turning point. A specific time when our lives became all about Him.

Well guess what? We can make that change to our lives right now. We can spend more time with Christ then with our Facebook friends. We can think about Him before we write that text or post that picture. We must ask ourselves, is what we’re doing and how we’re living glorifying Him?

It’s all up to us. So, will 2015 be the year that we unashamedly hand over our “cell phones” to Christ, or will we continue to cling to them, storing up more of the same?

Many blessings to you,
Robin

“The Red Tent”- No Thanks, Not For Me

“The Red Tent”- No Thanks, Not For Me

When I saw the ads for the movie, “The Red Tent” on Lifetime, I wondered if it would be a good, Biblically-sound movie. The movie is based on a book of the same title by Anita Diamant. I have not read the book, so I decided to do some research. As I scoured the Internet for book reviews, I found many singing the praises of author Anita Diamant and her version of the story of Dinah. The number of negative reviews paled in comparison to the positive ones, but as I read through them, I got a not so great feeling about “The Red Tent”.

Here are a few of the negative reviews from readers on Amazon-

-Some of the subject matter ruined it for me —Biblical characters frequently acting like perverts, engaging in whatever self-indulgent sick behavior they have the urge to.

-Rebecca is reduced to a sharp tongued, selfish fortune-telling oracle with nothing but disdain for her husband. This is an unimaginable description of her when one knows the story of her generous, loving and giving nature based on why she was chosen as the wife of Issac.

-Diamant’s book would be fine, I suppose, if you read it without knowing or caring about the Bible story.

-These are not “God’s women” at all. They are portrayed as having a kind of Moon Goddess. And the men–almost all portrayed in a very derogatory light–are variously involved in bestiality, incest, self-pleasuring in public view, and so forth.

Several of the comments stated that, in the book, Mrs. Diamant portrays Dinah, not as a victim of rape, but as a young girl that simply gave into the seductive ways of Shechem.

The Bible says otherwise.

When Shechem son of Hamor the Hivite, a prince of the region, saw her, he took her and raped her. Genesis 34:2

I also ran across a few interviews of Mrs. Diamant talking about her novel. I believe her own words say all I need to know about “The Red Tent”.

From The Boston Globe-
“I was taken to task for not being faithful to the Bible,” she pointed out. “I can’t complain about them not being faithful to my book.”

From Haaretz, a news organization in Israel-
Even if people were not happy with the liberties she took in the story, “I don’t take the Bible as history,” she says.

From the Jerusalem Post-
“I feel I have permission to do whatever I want with the Bible.” In researching the book, she said, she didn’t do rabbinic research or even look at the Bible.

From Christianity Today-
“It’s a novel,” she replied later in response to questioning. “When it came out, there was lots of comparison to the Bible, and concerns about my corrupting the text. But I have freedom as a novelist . . . My responsibility is to tell a good story.”

The Jewish Advocate-
“I don’t write novels to teach people, I write novels to entertain people,” said Diamant.

Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, and I’m sure there are many Christian folks out there that read this book and liked it. All I’m saying is this, do some research before you dive into this book or movie. Not everything that calls itself from the Bible, actually is.

Many blessings to you,
Robin