As a nurse/ birth doula and currently a midwife in training, I’ve seen and assisted in bringing life into this world.

I’ve bore children of my own, and have watched them grow into young adults.

There have been times after birth when I’ve held those tiny souls, and I’ve asked them, “Why did you choose to come here? Why now?”

And at times they look right at me, deep into my eyes, as if they know exactly what I’m asking.

Giving birth is something that is sacred and beautiful, and a woman’s body was designed to do such; to carry life and bring it forth.

I just watched a late-time abortion video, and I can’t stop crying. My soul is screaming.

I laid on that abortion table 17 years ago. I was in an extremely abusive marriage, and I was trying to leave when I found out I was pregnant. I was only 23 and pregnant with my 3rd child.

I remember while I was in the room waiting for the doctor and nurses to return after getting undressed and prepped, I laid on that table with tears running down the sides of my face.

They told me I was 10 weeks pregnant, but I knew what I was doing was wrong.

I found out about abortion at 14. She was an elderly, devote Catholic who lived downstairs from my apartment while I was living in Colorado.

She was a pro-life advocate. She showed me the pictures of what an aborted fetus looks like. I remember thinking, “How could anyone do that to their baby?”

Yet here I was, laying on this table. I closed my eyes and asked the LORD to please forgive me for what I was about to do. And for some reason, I said, “Please take care of my baby boy.”

At that moment, I heard the sweetest little voice whisper in my right ear, “But Mama, I’m a girl…”

The rest of the story is that I experienced a divine intervention by God Himself that caused that doctor and nurses to throw me out of the clinic. They carried me out the emergency exit and left me outside beside a dumpster.

I stumbled to the bus stop and sat there for 2 hours talking to the LORD. And He spoke to me at that bus stop… He said, “I won’t place on you more than you can bear.”

17 years later, I look at my beautiful, extremely intelligent, funny-as-heck daughter, and I can’t imagine my world without her.

She started preaching at 4 years old. She goes on mission trips with me. She ministers to her broken classmates. She has read the whole Bible.

I gave birth to a prodigy.

Life is precious. Life begins at conception. God gives Life.

Who are we to take it away?

 

Shabbat Shalom
~ Mena Lee Jones
Faithful Walk Healing Ministries

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Mena Lee Jones of Faithful Walk Healing Ministries operates in the office of a prophet, ministers, counsels, mentors and prays for anyone who is in need of Christ’s eternal love. Her purpose is to bring His {Jesus Christ} truth and light to a lost generation.

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