Posted on 09/20/2011 4:01:52 PM PDT by wagglebee
Note: Jewels Green is a former abortion clinic worker who also had an abortion herself. She recently spoke out about her experiences as an abortion clinic worker for the first time.
September 20, 2011 (LiveAction.org) - After supporting abortion my entire life and working in an abortion clinic for years, my Ah-HA moment seemed to come from an unlikely place. I did not have a profound, sudden shift in my worldview. After years of ignoring the little voice inside me questioning the death around me—the nightmares and the regret—the truth snuck up on me.
I was involved in an online discussion of in-vitro fertilization (IVF) and surrogacy with a group of close friends who were all married mothers, and one among us agreed to be a surrogate for a friend of hers who had tragically lost a child to cancer. We were her confidantes as she went through the months of hormonal preparation for her body to accept the implantation of a baby created outside of her womb. She detailed all of the painfully unnatural things done to her body to prepare for this and she also described the IVF process—all those teeny-tiny human beings—being created in a laboratory, then stored in a freezer.
I confess I honestly hadn’t really ever thought about IVF before, but I found the process disturbing. I sought counsel from the two Catholic members of the forum who openly (but always respectfully) disagreed with what she was doing. The more I thought about IVF and the Frankenstein-like process of creating humans in this way, it all finally started making sense to me. This was unnatural, and it was wrong. These were HUMANS. It wasn’t like in the movie Alien where adults made a choice to climb into sleep chambers to willfully enter a state of suspended animation, this was the complete removal of informed consent and the complete antithesis of the maternal instinct (PROTECT BABY AT ALL COSTS). It was just… wrong.
Then.
Well, then she went on to describe a woman in her surrogacy support group who underwent prenatal genetic testing on the tiny, helpless, not-genetically-related, innocent baby growing in her body (I think you can guess where this is going.) Down syndrome. I followed the daily posts with increasing horror as she related the story of this surrogate mother who accepted “payment of her contract in full” to abort rather than to carry this baby to term and give birth. One among us pleaded with our friend to tell her about Reece’s Rainbow, that if the genetic parents didn’t want their child, he or she could have a chance of finding an adoptive home through this amazing organization that helps match children with Down syndrome with loving families, and in many cases helps defray the costs of adoption. Nope.
This was my Ah-HA moment: This woman was paid to kill the child. And she did. This is murder. Abortion is murder. I cried. I cried for that (now dead) baby. Then I cried for all of the little cold souls in the IVF freezers around the world. Then, only then, could I cry for all of the babies murdered at the clinic where I worked for so long. How many tissue boxes my small counseling office went through and I walked that pregnant mother back to the procedure room and smiled as I held the door open for her to enter the chamber of death. “You’ll be alright, I’ll come visit you in the recovery room.” My God. What had I done? No, I did not pull the trigger; but I cleaned the gun, readied the ammunition, and loaded it. Sure as the guilt of the killer himself, I was sure of my own guilt as well. The wave of remorse and regret was overwhelming. I prayed. I prayed for peace for the babies. I prayed for forgiveness. I prayed for the strength to become a better person.
All of this played out against the backdrop of a very different public view of the pro-life movement. Gone were the days of outright intimidation and harassment; replaced by a peaceful, prayerful presence outside the clinic doors peopled by compassionate souls ready and willing to assist pregnant mothers in practical, useful, and lasting ways. Only by continuing to offer truth, solace, hope, help, and love to the troubled and misguided can we ever hope to end abortion. Only by continuing to speak the truth about the horror and brutality of abortion can we hope to change minds. One heart, one soul, one mother, one child at a time.
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Every sinner eventually has their "Road to Damascus" moment, and this was her's.
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> Every sinner eventually has their “Road to Damascus”
> moment, and this was her’s.
Unfortunately not every sinner does.
Hell is full of people who never repented as this woman did.
But your point is still well understood.
****the IVF process—all those teeny-tiny human beings—being created in a laboratory, then stored in a freezer****
Until the grim reaper comes to select those who will live and those who will be discarded. Pre-abortion abortion.
Hell is full of people who never repented as this woman did.
I believe that everyone does, but that many unfortunately choose not to repent.
Thank God she saw and acknowledged the truth. That would be horrifying realization for her and a great relief and renewal of her soul, at the same time. God have mercy on her and all the babies.
It would be akin to me saying I finally had an "aha" moment that torturing animals was wrong when I finally noticed that the animal I was abusing reminded me of a puppy I had as a kid.
People who have grown up knowing legalized abortion without any counterbalance/informed conscience definitely need these moments; for many of the generation that pushed for legalized abortion it comes when a long-anticipated first grandchild is burned to death with a saline injection.
I’veheard older people speak about how you would occasionally see dwarves or midgets when they were younger, but now they are rarely seen; the Axis lost WWII but the Nazis won as we’ve practically exterminated those people in our quest for a master race.
I’ve mentioned on other abortion-related threads that one very effective way of dissuading women from murdering their children came from singing “Happy Birthday”, which can be safely done outside the government murder zone set up around the abortuaries.
Abortion is murder.
This particular experience illustrates the fact that the wrongness of abortion is a truth which "no one cannot know."
6 years ago, when I began practicing as a nurse anesthetist at our local children’s hospital, it was very common to have Downs patients in the OR for various procedures. Due to the Syndrome, their anesthesia can be risky & I’ve spent the last few years mentoring nurse anesthesia students on how to anesthetize these kids.
Sadly, over the last 18 months, I’ve noticed that I rarely have the chance to care for them anymore. Then earlier this summer an article came out saying that 90% are aborted. Just sad. It’s so drastic that even I have noticed a reduction in the population & I cam ve a real space cadet sometimes. So if I’ve noticed it, it’s bad.
How terrible. It’s sick that we can’t love & accept everyone as God created them. We have much to pray for.
bump!
Sorry for the typos. Stupid iPhone.
Lancaster to Tracy, "I want you to know that I never thought it would come to this," (hundreds of people being found "guilty" of the crime of "inferior.") Tracy to Lancaster, "You knew it would come to this, the first time you sentenced an innocent man to death."
Yes, this woman, like so many others, have nightmares, psychological depression, and other "problems" as a result of witnessing and/or participating in the mass murder socially referred to as "choice."
Not only did this woman finally choose to open her own eyes to murder-for-profit known as abortion but also the other forms of inhumanity, i.e. IVF, and hopefully, "assisted (murder) suicide!"
I have a friend who has probably brought her daughter with Down Syndrome to your hospital (In Pgh?). Praise God there are people like you. God is using you as a vessel as you minister in faith.
I have a friend who has probably brought her daughter with Down Syndrome to your hospital (In Pgh?). Praise God there are people like you. God is using you as a vessel as you minister in faith.
“I’ve mentioned on other abortion-related threads that one very effective way of dissuading women from murdering their children came from singing “Happy Birthday”, which can be safely done outside the government murder zone set up around the abortuaries.”
Clever. I like it.
And this is the way to end abortion in our country.
We need to pray that more of these people would have their eyes opened and have their *Ah-HA* moment.
If there aren’t any workers left to perform the abortions, the industry will die ITS death.
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