Abortion is very real and it is very terrible. I am not as appalled by this travesty as I should be. Unborn lives are being murdered right here in our country every single day and I do precious little to fight it. My familiarity with abortion’s long-time legality has created a callous.
The staff and volunteers at the Whatcom County Pregnancy Clinic have taken biblical action on the horror they feel toward abortion. Since at this time I am not personally involved in fighting it hands-on, supporting the clinic’s efforts financially and prayerfully is a great, effective way to stand up for the unborn.
The thing I love most about the people at this clinic is their strong emphasis on the gospel in the lives of the women who visit for ultrasounds, counseling, and classes. While they are giving many babies a chance to experience life outside the womb, they recognize that the ultimate issue for every human being is where they stand with God. With that in mind, they faithfully present the good news of Jesus to the ladies who come for help. Physical lives are being saved, but even more importantly, spiritual rebirth is happening as the Holy Spirit works through the gospel.
Because of their biblical perspective and the way Jesus’ love spills out of them to the people they minister to, I am wholeheartedly behind the work that the clinic is doing here in our county. Their annual fundraiser run/walk is coming up on May 18, and unfortunately I have plans that cannot be changed. However, I know a number of wonderful people who are walking or running for the clinic. Please consider sponsoring one of them…all of the proceeds go toward funding the vital ministry of the clinic. Here are a few of my friends who you can sponsor.
Kelsey & Family
Cindy & Family
I find it incredibly poignant to read the account of Jesus’ betrayal, arrest, torture, and crucifixion and replace those murdering Him with myself. To consider that had I been in the crowd that day, I would have been shouting for His death right along with the mob. I would have watched Him die, blind to Who He is. Dead in my sins, I would have had no more respect or love for Him than Judas did. Indeed, this was the attitude of my heart toward Jesus until the day that He opened my eyes to see His truth and recognize my acute need for Him.
I should have cried holy, but I cried “Crucify” instead.
It’s incredible to me that Jesus would take a heart of stone that is so hardened against Him and transform it into a heart of flesh. That He would look on my sin in compassion and love instead of wrath, and give Himself for my redemption. This and all that it means to the believer is what we celebrate on this incredibly Good Friday, and every day of the year.
“But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Rom. 5:8)
Another favorite Southern Gospel song of mine that speaks of Jesus’ crucifixion called They Should Have Cried Holy by Greater Vision.
Believer, do you ever stop and think of how radically different your whole world would look without Jesus’ interceding work on the cross?
Do you ever consider the total transformation He wrought in your life that day He called you to Himself? Had He not born our sins in His body on the cross, we would still be dead in our sins, living for this world, with no hope of heaven after death. (Eph. 2:1-10) This helpless soul would still be lost in darkness, unaware of the peace that passes understanding, if God had not sent Jesus to die. This is one of my favorite songs…hope you enjoy!
“Bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive.” (Colossians 3:13)
“I am SO done with them!”
This is a statement I’ve caught myself angrily declaring more than once to Andrew about people that I’ve had to work through struggles with. While it’s true that there can be situations that we eventually must simply move on from, the attitude that we have reached our maximum patience level with someone and can therefore declare ourselves “finished” with them is far from the Christ-like love and forgiveness we are called to as believers. It’s also far from the treatment we receive from our Savior on daily basis.
What if He had a last straw?
What really got me mid-sentence the last time I found myself saying this was the thought, What if God decided He was done with me after I’d sinned against him for the umpteenth time? What if He gave up on me this easily? What if He had a “last straw” and I finally broke the camel’s back and lost my child-of-God status?
Jesus doesn’t give up on me.
When Jesus claimed me as His child, He promised never to give up on me. He promised to love me forever, regardless of the sin that still so often entangles me. He promised to forgive me over and over. And that’s the kind of love I should be more than happy and eager to bestow on my fellow brothers and sisters.
As a sinner who is the undeserving recipient of grace and mercy daily, “I am SO done!” really has no business ever crossing my lips.
“Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.”(Ephesians 4:32)
“Then Peter came up and said to him, “Lord, how often will my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? As many as seven times?” Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you seven times, but seventy times seven.” (Matt. 18:21-22)