As I have shared with some, I experienced the shock (and really how can that be?) of a crisis pregnancy when I was 18. My freshman year in college and already very busy with work, school and trying to have a social life was all brought to a halt when the line of the test turned blue. During this time my parents had just divorced and my world was already upside down I cried out to God to save me from this reality. I was devestated. My family was devistated. The Lord in His provision taught me about His love during this time when my pregnant belly squeezed into the desks at school and went through the changes that reminded me of how different life was for me now. He taught me during those days to rely on Him and His perfect love while revealing my sins to me. For a fleeting second, the daughter of a volunteer at the Crisis Pregnancy Center pondered the suggestion of a man to abort the baby. I quickly banished the thought and privately considered adoption. While adoption is a noble thing, I knew then as I know now I wouldn't take that route. After the difficulties of having a child at 18, there has never been a moment's regret in my decision and the life I have watched grow and influence my life for the better. I believe as does every parent that my daughter is special, but beyond that, she is a precious gift that I never deserved. Every time I look at her my breath catches and I think that I must be the luckiest person alive. My mother was the volunteer who administered my pregnancy test as she had for hundreds of young girls, only this time it was so personal. You can see why I am so devoted to the Crisis Pregnancy Center and the lives it saves and touches, for my daughter's is a life that was saved and touched by it.
My opportunity to give back has been throughout my career as a nurse and particularly as a labor/nursery nurse. Each life is special and each baby is special, I see them as my little girl who has brought me so much joy! My journey is just beginning with the training starting in March at the center in Gastonia and hopefully will provide the opportunity for me to be the voice of Christ to the women and girls who we see who are not so different from myself at that age, confused and looking for someone to help them make the right choice. We are all to be diciples for the Cause. " They were beaten and told no more to speak of the name of the Lord. And they ran from the Counsel (Peter and John) rejoicing that the Lord had seen fit for them to suffer dishonor for the Name of Christ." (from Acts) How can we do less?
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Karen... thank you for sharing your story of God's provision in your life. He is always able and never fails. :-)
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