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Babies scream when being torn apart, we just cannot we can to hear them. We do not open our ears up to hear their desperate plea for a chance at life.
While the world is busy deciding where the value of life stands, and where it starts, I thought i’de put in my own “two cents”.
I am the oldest in a family of ten children, and very often I look at one of my siblings and wonder what it would have been like to never know them if my parents had decided to continue with birth control or decided they didn’t want one of them.
Three months before I was conceived, my mom got pregnant with her’s and Dad’s very first baby! It wasn’t supposed to happen, as mom was on The Pill and she was taking it, not knowing she was pregnant. Several weeks into the pregnancy, mom noticed bleeding (and all that lovely stuff) and realized she was losing a baby! It really broke her and Dad, seeing what an innocent little pill had done. Grandma called Dad, saying she had a dream from God that Mom was pregnant (not knowing that she was) but that the child had gone to heaven, and had a picture of a dear and somthing to do with the name Tabitha. Long story short, after several others had dreams and such, Mom and Dad ended up naming the baby girl (as they felt, from God, that the baby was) and named her Tabitha. Three months later, they were pregnant with me! Mom continued using birth control for several more years until she felt she wasn’t supposed to anymore after coming across a Above Rubies magazine and reading an arrival miss Nancy Campbell has written about allowing the Lord to deicide your family size. She and Dad finally came to trust the Lord with their family size, after all, he is the one who truly creates the child and has our whole lives in His palm…is it too much a trust Him to guide us in how many children to bless us with and give the patience and wisdom to bring them all up?
While this might not be a drastic abortion story, it still has power in its own as my parents found the value in every life and that every child deserves the chance to come into this life and impact it in their own way.
When New York passed a bill legalizing abortion up to the full nine months; I was purely horrified!! I know that people think that the child is just a blog of flesh until a certain amount of months (it’s still a life form!) and I could understand (to a degree) them wanting to abort then, but the FULL nine months when everyone knows the child is actually a human— unspeakable, literaly MURDER!
Here’s some stats to prove that the child IS a child the entire time in the womb and not a blob of flesh as so many believe…usually from ignorance.
Doctors use several different methods to listen to the fetal heartbeat. About 3 weeks, one day after fertilization, when the heart first begins to beat, the sound of the little heart is too soft to hear. Very soon thereafter, they can see the motion using ultrasound technology. Although you cannot hear the heartbeat form the very first day, it is still a life form!
During week 4 of pregnancy, the ball of cells is splitting into the embryo (your future child) and placenta. Baby’s neural tube, the building block of the spine, brain, and backbone, is already formed. … And on a 4 weeks pregnant ultrasound, all of that just looks like a tiny dot, called the gestational sac.
Lung development begins early in pregnancy, but is not complete until the third trimester. Between 24-36 weeks of pregnancy, the lungs begin developing alveoli – the tiny lung sacs that fill with oxygen. Until these sacs are fully developed, a baby cannot breathe on its own outside of the womb.
Fingernail and toenail development. Before your baby’s hair starts to actually sprout, something exciting happens: Your baby’s fingernail and toenail beds begin to form at week 11, with the nails themselves starting to grow at week 12.
Second trimester. By week 21 of pregnancy, baby’s body (but not the head) will be covered in a soft, furry layer of hair called lanugo, which is different from body hair and helps to protect the skin while it develops and keep baby warm, Ouzounian says. Around week 22, eyelashes and eyebrows start to form.
Read here for: Infant who survived abortion cried while he was left to die. https://www.liveaction.org/news/mother-holds-crying-baby-abortion/ (Pictures may be disturbing to some)
You may say, “Well, it’s my body! Don’t I get a choice?!” Do we ever take into consideration about the BABIE’S body?? It is thiers as well, and if they had a choice or could speak, for sure they would be begging you not to tear them apart and give them a chance to breath!! It is your body, but conicded their child’s as well; don’t be selfish and think only if yourselves. Adoption is always an option; there will always be someone who is wanting your child if you do not. Most women who decided to carry the baby fullterm with the though of adoption, actually end up wanting to keep their child— the mirical is that wonderful. Those who abort, and are not extremists, go through depression, sickness, guilt; check themselves into rehab— they know that they have murdered a child and it grieves them. I do not with for those feelings to fall apon anoyone.
Last year, our family went on a retreat for a week and as our cat is outdoor, we were able to leave enough food and water for her and not worry. However, when we came back, we discovered that Ashly was looking a little round! Ashly was only six months old, so hadn’t got her ‘fixed’ yet. Well, I suppose kittens at even that age can get pregnant! When she had the kittens, we were so smitten and that’s all we did for the months that we had them; before we had to sell them (too good homes!) before moving. No one would ever think to “get rid of” the kittens, not matter how unexpected this was and even though we did not know if we could afford all the vet bills and feeding. That thought of abortion, if there was such a thing, would have ever gone through anyone’s head. Now I know that a kitten is much much less than an actually baby, but I’m hoping you can see my point here.
See how utterly adorable these kittens are??
If 125,000 people were murdered every day, wouldn’t the whole world be in an uproar?! No matter if those poeple were to be toddlers, those with disabilities, elderly with just a few hours to live; we would be protesting! Yet,According to WHO, every year in the world there are an estimated 40-50 million abortions. This corresponds to approximately 125,000 abortions per day. And we do nothing about it. How can our world promote, and allow, such a great injustice?? Hitler murdered 6 million Jews is six years, yet we kill 40-50 million people in ONE YEAR!! Thought Hitler’s genocide was the most awful? Consider the genoiced that is still happening today!
“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves; ensure justice for those being crushed. Yes, speak up for the poor and helpless, and see that they get justice” -Proverbs 31:8-9
Little Zepheniah was born four months ago (where did the time go?!) and I am so so thankful that God opened my parent’s eyes and they truly realized the value of human life. Ever human deserves a chance at life. It is their God-Give right that we have no right to take from them. They are humans. Let’s speak out for them; let’s fight for them!
You may not look at all these pictures of Zephaniah, but please, DO look at the lives around you and learn to values them, whether unborn or born.
For more stories of abortions that failed and other stories; go to these links below… Viewer discretion is advised.
My abortion failed and I had to give birth to a live, crying baby who died an hour later in my arms—https://www.thesun.co.uk/fabulous/7353896/my-abortion-failed-and-i-had-to-give-birth-to-a-live-crying-baby-who-died-an-hour-later-in-my-arms/
Infant Who Survived an Abortion at 35 Weeks–Saved by Nurse Who Heard Baby Crying Inside Plastic Bag—https://savethestorks.com/2017/08/infant-survived-abortion-35-weeks-saved-nurse-heard-baby-crying-inside-plastic-bag/
She was alive and crying!’: Abortion nurse quits after baby born alive, left to die—https://www.lifesitenews.com/pulse/she-was-alive-and-crying-abortion-nurse-quits-after-baby-born-alive-left-to
Disabled baby born alive after abortion dies in mother’s arms—https://www.spuc.org.uk/news/news-stories/2018/september/aborted-baby-born-alive-dies-in-mothers-arms
The Silent Scream—https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Silent_Scream
“At the end of the day, if I can say I had fun, it was a good day. Simone Biles”
You know those days when your makeup just doesn’t look right, or you can’t master the technique like you have sense..forever?
I had one of those days, my sister and I, when we were gearing up for a photo shoot, and our makeup was being awful; smearing included! I didn’t really have a theme for the photos, but a wise photographer once said, “Take a photo everyday and you will become a better photographer.”
Insparation can come in a thousand forms, (if we just have our eyes open enough!) and when I looked at my sister’s makeup from a different angle, insparation was born! I just messed with her speared face a little bit more, and the inspired idea was formed—a clown photo shoot! For some of the backdrop, sense I don’t have a good program for backgrounds yet, I decided to use the only semi-truck trailer our landlords have on the property. You have to improvise and make do with what you have, right?
We spent a full hour/half hour in the wind and cold, and these are the results! Some of the photos were taken or posed one way, but you can turn them differently, so I’ll show you those. I’ll also show you the behind the scenes of the photos and how you can do them yourself without any elaborate or expensive materials…
Now, I know that not every photographer will be comfortable with zooming in on your modeler’s face, so you could use a longer lense, but then it is just too much switching lenses (for me), because you are not going to be able to get a farther-away capture with you longer lense unless you switch. But the disitions yours! Just remeber, capturing the same photo from different angles can make several different photos without much work!
These could look like two different photos when not placed side-by-side, but they’re actually the same photo, just, again, from different angles and zoom. It is actually quite fun seeing how many shots you can get with one pose; and it improves your technique and experience!
This may look like a nice breezy photo from the ‘outside’, but actually…she’s standing on a chair. See what goes on “behind the lense”?
Have the person you are shooting (🙊) move around more. This makes more shots, and helps find that perfect one you are wishing for.
If you are not having fun, or are bored with your photos, try and look at things (and life!) from another angle. Insparation comes, and is there, at all times. We just have to learn to look for it. 😉
“Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the LORD, who has compassion on you.”
Pictures can canpture a thousand words, as the saying goes. Words can transporting us to different times and worlds; bringing nations together, or tearing them apart. Words are powerful; but a picture can sometimes speak more than all the words in the world can.
Pictures capture an art; the art of the person in front of the lense, their feelings. It can capture the feel of mystic lakes and mountains. Tell a story through eyes. Pictures speak where words cannot.
Just like photos, mountains are a thing to be seen and marveled at. They “ask us to ponder our inner being.” As Jane Kirkpatrick said in her book “Everything she didn’t say.” Mountains also draw us to find their creator—God. Through mountains, people, sense the dawn of time, have found consoles in them. That is why I wish to share a glimpse of the mountains I breath under with you…
“How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation, who say to Zion, “Your God reigns!” -Isaiah 52:7
You make known to me the path of life;
in your presence there is fullness of joy;
at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.
Winters in Alaska are long, dark and cold. So when February comes and the sun starts rising more and shining through the grey shades of sky, everyone rushes outside to soak up some of its warmth and happiness.
Depression can set in during winter; with all the greys of sky and surroundings. Nothing new, bring or green springs up or shines against the white. Yesterday, I happened to be outside just at four o’clock when the clouds parted a huge golden sun shone glouriously; whipping away the dark depressing shades. All the troubles of the world seemed to melt like the snow under the sun. Smiles reflected off our faces and the sun sent down beams of joy.
For a full half hour we basked in the happiness of the melting gold. Slowly grey clouds began forming and shaded over Alaska’s source of winter light. It became chilly outside; the wind, suddenly not so warm and becoming. The snow became dirty and old; all gone the sparkle. An artist had splashed greys across our sky.
Gone with the sun, our joy. Depression and sadness; life’s problems, trials and struggles threatened on the door of our hearts once more. We had been happy while the sun lasted, but when it was gone, so did our spirits dampen. I wished the sun would stay forever and with it, the joy.
Joy. It comes by in many ways; a kiss, a hug. A smile, light. Good news, or a gift. A child; new birth! All this things bring joy to our hearts and light up our eyes. But, all these are momentary. When the hug ends, our tears can still fall. Good news has the option of bad news right after. None of these joys last; none of them keep us eternity happy, forever.
We all want to be happy in life. We all strive to do the things that bring us joy. That make us happy and enjoy life. We all do things to escape from our problems; conceal them behind something. We all want to find the good in every situation; be constantly happy where life cannot find us. Does such happiness exist? Joy that we can truly grab onto and never let go? That will guide us in all of life’s circumstances and carry us through. Where can we find true joy like this?
I found mine in Jesus. His joy is the only thing that we can truly hold onto and never let go. His joy promises to guid us through rough seas; as the sun guides many a captain to the dawn. His joy is eternal, even through pain and affliction. If we can truly grasp his true joy; our faces will never be ashamed! As it it says in the Bible, “Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame.” -Psalm 34:5
Often in the midst of grey, we cannot see past our suffering, and all joy is void from us. Jesus promises that while, “Sorrow May come in the night, joy comes in the morning.” (Psalm 30:5)
Like that sunset, all things that bring us moments of joy will, and do, fade away. Jesus’s Joy is the only one that can last for eternity and bring us even MORE joy than all the other things that life can bring us!