How to Live Out Pro-Life Convictions

Betsy Childs Howard | January 21, 2016

I was a child of the ’80s. My Christian parents took me to pro-life marches, and we had a bumper sticker that said “Abortion stops a beating heart.” But then things quieted down. In spite of all the activism and rallies, not much changed. One Christian woman of my parents’ generation told me, “I think after the ’80s and ’90s passed with no change in laws, my generation got complacent and threw our hands up.”

As I grew into adulthood, I felt uneasy about the quiet, not just in the public square but in my own heart. I knew in my head abortion was wrong, but I found it hard to care about. It was out of sight and out of mind. Sometimes I would pray, “Lord, help me to care about the sin of abortion.”

It took a while for God to answer that prayer, but he did. In my mid-20s I moved into an urban neighborhood. My apartment was just around the corner from the local Planned Parenthood. I felt weighed down by the knowledge that lives were being ended every week, just a stone’s throw from my home.

I was haunted by a question I could imagine future generations, perhaps…

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