Mon identité en Christ (Partie 1 & 2)

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Mon identité en Christ (Partie 1)

2 Corinthiens 5:17 « C'est pourquoi, si quelqu'un est en Christ, il (elle) est une nouvelle création. Le vieux est décédé; voir, le nouveau est arrivé.

Romains 8:1 « Il n’y a donc maintenant aucune condamnation pour ceux qui sont en Jésus-Christ. »

John 15:15 «Je ne vous appelle plus serviteurs, car le serviteur ne sait pas ce que fait son maître; mais je vous ai appelé amis, car tout ce que j'ai entendu de mon Père, je vous l'ai fait connaître.

Quand j'étais une petite fille, Je me souviens avoir ressenti un sentiment général de bonheur et de liberté en tant qu'enfant.. Mais en grandissant, j'ai commencé à prendre conscience de mon identité au sein de ma cellule familiale et j'ai été victime de violences verbales et physiques., ma vision de qui j'étais a commencé à changer.

Dans mon esprit, j'étais moche, stupide, et dans l'ensemble, une fille pathétique que personne n'aimait ou avec qui personne ne voulait être. Je me souviens que mon père répétait sans cesse, "Pourquoi ne peux-tu pas être comme ton frère ou pourquoi ne peux-tu pas être comme ta sœur?" Il faisait référence aux frères et sœurs aînés qui avaient continué et avaient réussi, dans ses yeux. De sa frustration et de sa colère incontrôlée, il s'est déchaîné et nous a fait sentir indésirables alors qu'il nous rabaissait en nous abusant verbalement. Ma mère était calme, femme soumise avec plusieurs (total de 15) des enfants à garder. Elle n'était pas impliquée dans nos vies sauf pour répondre à nos besoins physiques. Et les frères qui étaient encore à la maison, m'a traité avec beaucoup de mépris et m'a régulièrement battu. À l'âge 11, J'étais agressé par deux de mes frères aînés et à l'âge de 12, J'ai perdu ma virginité avec un toxicomane qui 14 ans de plus, qui vivait dans le quartier. Il a littéralement profité de mon besoin désespéré d'amour et d'affection et m'a convaincu de coopérer avec ses intentions égoïstes.. Je ne l'ai dit à personne car je pensais qu'ils me blâmeraient; Je croyais dans mon jeune cœur que c'était de ma faute.

Je me sentais comme un tel échec, qu'à l'époque où j'étais un jeune adolescent, J'ai commencé à me soigner avec du vin et de la bière, et à un moment donné, Je me sentais tellement désespéré, J'ai tenté de me suicider! Évidemment, je n'ai pas réussi, mais à l'époque, Je croyais que j'étais un échec même à ça! Non seulement je me sentais indigne d'être aimée, mais je me sentais aussi sale et j'avais un grand sentiment de honte qui me couvrait comme un épais nuage..

Alors que je devenais adolescent, J'ai continué à abuser de l'alcool, ajouté de l'alcool fort et a été initié à toutes sortes de drogues illégales, que j'ai expérimenté quotidiennement. J'ai vécu une vie destructrice de toxicomanie et de promiscuité. Et à l'âge 24, J'ai commis ce que je pensais être un délit impardonnable en me faisant avorter, mettant essentiellement fin à la vie de ce qui allait s'avérer être mon seul enfant biologique. Cet événement m'a plongé plus profondément dans un sentiment de dégoût de soi et de vide que je n'avais pas encore ressenti.. Au moment où j'étais 25, mon estime de moi était dans le gouffre; Je n'avais aucun espoir ni aucun but pour mon avenir.

Puis c'est arrivé! Le Seigneur Jésus, qui me poursuivait depuis des années à travers le témoignage d'autres disciples du Christ, m'a ouvert les yeux sur son incroyable acceptation, amour et miséricorde pour moi. Et je me souviens du sentiment d'espoir et d'amour qui coulait en moi comme une rivière tumultueuse! C'était incroyable! Ma perspective de moi a changé ce jour-là. J'ai osé croire que je pouvais être quelque chose de plus que ce dans quoi je m'étais installé. Et je me suis lancé dans une mission de toute une vie pour connaître le Dieu qui serait prêt à mourir pour moi, un pathétique, coupable, fille laide et stupide. Il a fallu des années de lecture de la Bible, le soutien d'autres croyants en Jésus et quelques conseils bibliques, pour moi d'accepter ma nouvelle identité alors que j'embrassais 2 Corinthiens 5:17, ce qui nous dit, « C'est pourquoi, si quelqu'un est en Christ, il (elle) est une nouvelle création. Le vieux est décédé; voir, le nouveau est arrivé.

Aujourd'hui, après avoir marché avec le Seigneur pendant plus d'un mois 37 années, avoir son incroyable Saint-Esprit vivant en moi, J'accepte la vérité selon laquelle je suis la précieuse fille de Dieu, aimé et chéri au-delà de mes rêves les plus fous! Il m'a donné la dignité, l'estime de soi et un espoir pour l'avenir. Je ne me condamne plus car selon Romains 8:1, « Il n’y a donc maintenant aucune condamnation pour ceux qui sont en Jésus-Christ. » Je n'accepte plus les tentatives des autres de me manipuler ou de me rabaisser. J'ai compris que je peux avoir des limites et garder le contrôle, par la puissance et la direction du Saint-Esprit.

Bénédictions,

Lumières

Voir Mon identité en Christ (Partie 2) ci-dessous.

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Mon identité en Christ (Partie 2)

DES QUESTIONS:

Quelle est votre identité? En quoi est-ce différent de quand vous avez rencontré et reçu Jésus comme votre Seigneur?

Comme Jésus marchait sur la terre, enseigner et prêcher sur le Royaume de Dieu, Il a validé les femmes et leur a montré beaucoup de miséricorde et de respect. Il est allé à l'encontre de la culture dans laquelle ils vivaient. En revanche, leur culture les traitait comme des citoyens de 3ème classe, avec peu de droits ou de respect. Il a accepté, guéri, les a aimés et leur a appris. Et il est disponible pour faire la même chose pour vous et moi aujourd'hui!

Selon les Romains 8:17, ceux qui se sont repentis de leurs péchés et ont reçu Jésus comme leur Seigneur et Sauveur, devenir ses héritiers (qui est celui qui reçoit la propriété d'un domaine et de tout ce qu'il contient), mais dans ce cas, nous recevons le Royaume de Dieu dans toute son incroyable beauté et sa perfection. Nous sommes des filles précieuses et aimées du Roi et le serons pour toute l'éternité.!

Je veux que tu t'imagines vêtu d'un somptueux, robe blanche fluide, qui est le symbole de la pureté et de la perfection, et lisons ce qui est dit dans Isaïe 61:1-3, qui a été écrit 740-700 avant JC (avant que Jésus ne marche sur cette terre).

"L'esprit du Seigneur Dieu est sur moi, parce que le Seigneur m'a oint pour apporter la bonne nouvelle aux pauvres; Il m'a envoyé pour panser les cœurs brisés, proclamer la liberté aux captifs, et l'ouverture de la prison à ceux qui sont liés; proclamer l’année de la faveur du Seigneur, et le jour de la vengeance de notre Dieu; pour réconforter tous ceux qui pleurent; accorder à ceux qui pleurent à Sion – pour leur donner une belle coiffe au lieu de cendres, l'huile de joie au lieu du deuil, le vêtement de louange au lieu d'un esprit faible; afin qu'on les appelle chênes de justice, la plantation du Seigneur, afin qu’il soit glorifié. ESV

Dieu prend nos sales haillons, qui est un symbole de nos vies brisées, et Il les remplace par du pur, robes blanches ou justice, confort, guérison, joie, paix et force!

Isaïe 61:10 « Mon âme se réjouira grandement dans le Seigneur, mon âme exultera en mon Dieu; car il m'a revêtu de vêtements de salut, Il m'a enveloppé d'une robe de justice, comme un marié se pare d'une guirlande et comme une mariée se pare de ses bijoux.

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L'histoire de Lucie (Partie 1 & 2)

Luci's Story: Innocence perdue

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L'histoire de Lucie (Partie 1): Innocence perdue

I was a happy child, playing outside, rain or shine. I enjoyed going to school, coloring, playing Jax, jump rope, hop scotch and all the things little girls like to do. But my favorite pass time of all was hanging with all sorts of animals I came in contact with in my neighborhood. Dogs were my very favorite; I loved them so very much! I suppose it was because of their incredible ability to give me unconditional love and lots of attention.

The first time I recall feeling something wasn’t right, that the “thing” someone was doing to me was intrinsically wrong, was around age 11. I woke in the middle of the night and two of my older brothers were standing over my bed and had their hands on me where they shouldn’t have. I was shocked at first and then I felt afraid! I couldn’t understand why they were doing this. I was so embarrassed that I just lay there pretending I was asleep. I can’t remember how many times it happened, probably a few. I must have blocked it out. I learned later on that blocking out details of the memory is very common when you’ve been violated. I also recall feeling shame, that I had to hide it and pretend it wasn’t happening. I just knew in my heart, true or not, that I would be blamed for this awful thing being done to me. I don’t know why they stopped but remember being so relieved that they did! As I grew older, I was very guarded since they were still trying to invade my privacy by coming onto the roof of my second-floor bedroom window to see what they could. I so hated that they didn’t treat me with respect.

Then at age 12, I met a man who was living in the neighborhood that was over 21 and a “recovering heroin” addict. He told me he was taking methadone although I had no idea what it was. He was a small man, soft spoken and spoke kind words. It seemed like he cared about me; unlike my brothers and father, who were hurtful and critical. He convinced me to go to his apartment nearby. Alors, I went and found myself being raped. The strange thing was although I was a virgin and very afraid, he didn’t have to force me. I thought he cared and wanted to be with me. I was starved for affection from a father or brother figure and it seemed he was going to give it to me. I was extremely uncomfortable when he was on top of me. And there was pain when he penetrated. I never saw him after that day. But the feelings of being violated and taken advantage of, stayed with me for a very long time. En fait, these feelings were part of what shaped the way I saw myself. That I was, as an object to be used for pleasure, not to be respected or confided in; I believed I was not lovable nor did I have any worth.

After that incident, I became promiscuous and was easy prey for older boys and men who took advantage of me to satisfy their sexual appetites. I had formed the opinion that if I wanted them to give me any attention, I had to give them sex. À présent, I understand, that the only men who would expect a young woman to betray herself in this way are dysfunctional, perverted and selfish.

At the age of 14, I was hitchhiking my way to school, which was common back in the 70’s, when a man picked me up but didn’t take me to my destination. He brought me to his apartment and we sat in his van as he urged me to come in “just for a few minutes”. I remember thinking that I didn’t want to go; I was so afraid of what he might do. Then he said “if you come in, I’ll take you to where you want to go”. I felt I had no choice. I had no idea where we were. Alors, against my inner voice screaming NO, I went in and he promptly forced himself on me. I cried and begged him to stop the whole time. When he was done, he brought me to my school and dropped me off like it was an everyday thing for him! I couldn’t wait to get away, I felt sick and so dirty! I believed it was my fault and again, I felt so much shame. In my young and insecure mind, I believed I could have avoided it.

I never told a soul, not even the sister who I felt closest to; she took me in when I ran away from home but, not immediately. When I first left to get away from my extremely dysfunctional home environment, I lived on the streets and was exposed to very unstable people. This lifestyle was a hotbed for abusive behavior.

From that time until I was about 16, I was violated two more times, once in the park in broad daylight and twice on a dark road and then in a park (same man). There were other close calls that I was able to avoid but it seemed that every man I came in contact with wanted to take advantage of me and have sex. I had lost hope that any man could care for or cherish me as a person, as a woman.

From the age of 14-24, I can remember having sex with countless men along my journey. In my younger years, I would sleep with them and find myself crying, there were a couple that asked me why but I couldn’t explain it to them. All I knew was that it made me feel so empty and used, like an old garment to be discarded.

At the age of 24, I met a man through a friend who also lived a promiscuous lifestyle. I assume he was attracted to me physically but it was most likely more the case that he saw me as an easy “score”. He wooed me by telling me what I wanted to hear. I was desperate for affection and attention from men. I remember asking him if he had protection and he said he had a vasectomy so I didn’t need to worry. Several weeks later when my menstrual cycle was late, I discovered he lied to me to serve his lustful desire. I was pregnant by a man who I barely knew! I had no idea what I was going to do and I felt like a fool to find myself in such a predicament. This wasn’t supposed to happen to me. I was single and carefree!

In my next blog, I will share with you, how I met Jesus and how He brought light into my dark existence. How He took this broken woman, who was deep in her sin and shame and loved her and healed her. I am still amazed by His love and grace in my life.

See Part 2 ci-dessous.

Bénédictions,

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L'histoire de Lucie (Partie 2): God Blessed My Broken Road

In my last blog, (Partie 1) Innocence perdue, I left off having just learned that I was pregnant by a man I knew nothing about, except for his name. He had lied to me, saying I couldn’t get pregnant, but there I was with this huge dilemma. I was a single “carefree” career woman who had no desire or emotional stability to carry or care for a child.

Because of my dysfunctional lifestyle and fear of intimacy in the healthy sense, I had very few friends in which to confide in. And the one woman who I did spend time with was the angry mother of a 10-year-old, unwanted girl; this woman is the one who introduced me to the man who I got pregnant by. When I told her I was pregnant and didn’t know what to do, she said “get rid of it, you don’t want this kid.” It made me so sad, and all I could think about is not wanting to end up resenting and treating my child with contempt the way she treated her daughter. In spite of my strong feelings of uneasiness, I scheduled an appointment for an abortion, at a place called the Presidential Women’s Center. And as I look back on my experience, there was nothing pro woman about this place. They were doing abortions by the score, making so much money on women who were fearful, uninformed and desperate! I remember feeling a sense of despair in the waiting room; there were no smiling faces, no peace or joy.

I was so afraid as I lay on that cold medical table, looking at the equipment around me that would ultimately suck my baby’s life from my womb. It took just a few moments to tear apart the little human life inside that God had so perfectly knit together! I can remember feeling a sense of intense sadness when it was over. I just got out of that dark place as quickly as I could. And I cried for months over this decision. I tried to go back to my life of partying and living as though my actions didn’t matter, but it wasn’t working; I was miserable and empty.

While trying to carry on and live my life in the midst of my hopelessness, God consistently introduced me to faithful followers of Jesus Christ. As they shared their lives, testimony and love for Jesus, I began to open up to the possibility of learning more about this “loving Savior.” I wondered to myself, if this God could love someone like me. One day I asked a woman who had been sharing, to borrow a Bible, and she was more than happy to do so!

As I began to read, I found myself fascinated with God’s amazing Word. I don’t remember what my reasoning was at the time, but I went to the back of the Bible and started reading in Revelation. I was so intrigued, and it all seemed so surreal with the incredible images, angels and the way that John described the Lord Jesus Christ! He was larger than life, so bright, with His white robe and golden sash, white hair and eyes that were like blazing fire! Prior to this, the only way I saw Him depicted was lifeless on the cross with a crown of thorns on His head.

Then I began to explore more of this incredible collection of writings. I went into the Gospel of John and then Romans. Shortly thereafter, while sitting in my apartment, just me and God, I prayed to Jesus, telling Him that if He was who His witnesses said He was, I wanted to KNOW Him! I asked Him to forgive my sins, enter my heart and be Lord of my life. When I sincerely opened myself up, I sensed an amazing change in my heart, my emotions and attitude. I felt an incredible sense of freedom and hope. I could actually sense a dramatic shift in my psyche and felt the closeness of God’s Spirit. It was the most incredible day of my life! I was free for the first time since I was a little child! And this transformation took place, precisely nine months after aborting my little child. Coincidence? I think not. God had a plan for my life, not only to be healed and set free from all the abuse and oppression of my past, but He would use me to lead others out of the darkness and into His loving arms.

That day, I went in a new direction, seeking to know God in every way I could. I began attending church and reading the Bible daily. I read the Gospels that taught me all about how and why Jesus came to earth, to save us from our sins, the second death and eternal separation from Him. As I continued to read on my own and with others, my faith and desire to share God’s love grew. I had a new purpose for my life, and it was sent from Heaven!

The journey with my Lord continues today and will never end; I am His for all eternity! Alors, the Holy Spirit will continue to mold me into the image of Jesus until the day I go home or He returns. My peace and joy continue to grow as I draw closer the the one who loves me unconditionally! I have forgiven those who hurt me in my past, and I am completely free!

“So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.” John 8:36

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Le Saint-Esprit, mon guide & Ami

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We receive this peace through the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.

If we have given our lives over to Jesus and are following Him we have the very spirit of Jesus Christ living in us! He is always present, interceding and guiding us into truth and peace, in and out of the storm.

What is His purpose? It is that you will live with peace and joy in your heart, knowing that He loves you and nothing will come between you and Him, no matter the situation. It is that you will be made righteous, that you may display the gifts of His Spirit and show Him to a dying world.

Prayer is always God’s plan to connect us to Him but now more than ever, we need to be praying earnestly for God to draw us to Himself and praying about all that’s happening around us.

We have access to the very Spirit of Christ in His Holy Spirit who will intercede for us when we don’t know what to ask for!

~ Romans 8:26-28

“Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groaning too deep for words. And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because[ the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.”

“Our prayers are not always answered by a speciﬁc action. Sometimes our prayers are answered with a shift in our attitude or in our emotions. After prayers we may ﬁnd that conﬁdence has replaced our fear, contentment has replaced our desire, hope has replaced our despair, comfort has replaced our grief, patience has replaced our frustration, joy has replaced our spirit of heaviness and love has replaced our anger. I know many of us are shaken by the events in the past few weeks so, let’s look at Isaiah and see how he coped:

When Isaiah’s life was shaken, he responded by looking up. Par conséquent, he had a fresh vision of the Lord. This is the time to look up…from our knees! Let’s ask God to give us a fresh vision of Himself. Because, God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear… since He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust. Surely he will save you from…the deadly pestilence…You will not fear the terror of night…nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you…” Anne Graham Lotz

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Peur vs foi

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John 16:33, John 14:27, and 2nd Timothy 1:7

Quand j'étais une petite fille, I feared so much in my life, especially in my home where I should have felt safe. I can remember fear always being with me. At a very young age, while laying in my crib my older brother would come in and silently hover over my face, to frighten me. For years he tormented me in so many ways, including sexual molestation when I was an adolescent but no one came to my rescue. My parents were mostly present but unaware; they were not able to care for us individually since there were so many of us; j'avais 14 brothers & sœurs. They were busy working, training us to do household chores, taking care of the home and keeping us afloat. My mom was not a communicator and didn’t engage in individual conversation with us. And my father was a very angry man who took his frustration out on us kids, so in fear I hid from him when he came home from work. But that was not always an option.

Over the years, I learned that if others saw my fear, they would take advantage of and sometimes prey on me. Eventually I learned to mask my fear with a false persona of self-confidence to prevent anyone from getting too close and hurting me emotionally. I worked really hard to provide for myself and created a perception that I could overcome any threat that came into my life; I was convinced, I could protect myself. This worked as long as I was able to control my environment. But that is not reality. We know there are many situations we can’t control, including our relationships with others!

Into my early teens my life spiraled out of control with promiscuity, broken relationships, drug and alcohol abuse until I came to the point that I lost what sliver of hope I had and felt an overwhelming sense of despair. Fear ruled my thoughts and no matter how hard I tried to bury it; it was always present in my heart. I continued on this destructive path, trying to bury the pain, until one day I found myself pregnant and this situation stopped me in my tracks! I feared that my lifestyle would be exposed, I was ashamed and feared what others would think of me. I was single, in my 20’s and didn’t really know the father, so I had an abortion. That is when I found myself unable to cope with my decisions, especially the one that took the life of my child. This choice brought me to a point of extreme crisis. I couldn’t move past this decision which was always in my thoughts and defined who I had become.

During the time span of my disfunction, from the age of 14, I can remember followers of Jesus telling me about Him, but I was afraid of getting involved in what I thought was the rigid religion I grew up in that had nothing to offer me except judgement. For 11 years Jesus sought me out and one day, ironically, 9 months after my abortion, He opened my eyes to see His truth and, on that day, I asked forgiveness for all my sins and invited Him to be my Lord and Savior. As I began to walk with Him and explore the bible, I read that He would care for me and that I could exchange my fear for faith in Him, and in His promises!

As a new Christian, just learning about the ways of God and who I was in Him, I continued to operate out of fear. But over time, I came to understand that fear and faith cannot co-exist. One will always negate the other. This was a life changing truth for me!

For the past two or so weeks we’ve been listening to the world and experts tell us to, “Be afraid, fear for our health, the health of our family members, the economy, losing our jobs, not having enough to sustain us, to avoid all social contact, that things are going to get much worse, that there is a silent killer among us!"

The government entities have closed down the parks, écoles, restaurants, businesses and more. The stock market is plummeting and the world is reacting in panic, wondering what the future holds for them and their children. Many are selfishly hoarding goods in the event they have to be quarantined. There is uncertainty all around us. While I’m very aware of what’s happening and that we have good cause to experience this fear and concern, I want to share 2 perspectives that I hope will help us put things into perspective.

And I heard Satan Say, “I will cause anxiety, fear and panic. I will shut down business, écoles, places of worship, and sports events. I will cause economic turmoil. I will isolate them so I can more easily attack and cause great fear, so they will lose all hope.”

Puis, Jesus said: “I will bring together neighbors, restore the family unit, I will bring dinner back to the kitchen table, I will help people slow down and appreciate what really matters. I will teach my children to rest and rely upon me and not the world, their money, or possessions. I will provide for all their needs.”

What are you fearful of?

How do you respond when you cannot control your environment?

The Lord has given us His Word to show us how we can be encouraged through difficult times and not to react in fear.

We read in John 16:33, “I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”

John 14:27, “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give you; not as the world gives do, I give to you. let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.”

2 Tim 1:7, “For God gave us not a spirit of fear, but of power and love and self-control.”

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Sanctity for Human Life

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As I write this, it is the 47th anniversary of Roe vs Wade when the US Supreme Court decided abortion will be “legal” in all 50 states.

Churches all across America recognize this 3rd Sunday in January each year, as Sanctity of Human Life Sunday. It is a day when we as believers, thank God for the gift of life, we remember those who have died as a result of abortion, and we commit ourselves to protect the unborn.

To give you an idea of where we are, here are some statistics:

From 1973 to 2017 more than 60 million lives have been lost to abortion.

Every year, an estimated one million abortions are performed in the US.

As many as 2,500 unborn babies lose their lives in abortions every day.

4 out of 10 women who choose abortion identify as Christians and are attending church at least once a month. The sad truth is, many of us have been affected by what has been promoted as a quick fix to an inconvenience. Some of us have personal experience, some have a family member or know someone who has had an abortion.

But we have been lied to by the enemy of our souls. In John 10:10, Jesus says, “The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.” And the enemy has been involved in the killing of God’s children since the beginning of time.

Some of you may have hearts that are burdened with sins from your past. For some sins, it is harder for us to receive the forgiveness Christ offers than for others. Especially those sins committed against the body. Sexual sin and abortion are difficult to share and receive healing for because they touch us so deeply and there is great shame and stigma attached to them.

I am passionate about this because it has affected me personally. And I suffered so much for my choice! I was alone and afraid; I had no one in my young life that could speak truth to me. I was fed the lie that it wasn’t a baby and that I would be better off without it. For many months after the procedure, I was deeply depressed and felt empty inside over my decision; I cried every night. After being witnessed to over and over, I turned to the Lord Jesus for forgiveness because the burden was too heavy. He turned my life around and immediately forgave me. But I had to work through a lot of emotional struggles. I look back on that time and since the Lord showed me His forgiveness, over time I learned to let go of the guilt and shame I was holding on to and receive healing from the Lord through His Word and other believers.

The Lord exposed me to some compassionate and amazing Christians who were involved in the pro-life movement. And they helped me work through the fallout and heal to the point that I was able to minister to other hurting women who were alone in their secret suffering. It was a great relief to get rid of the burden of myself hate!

And the cross is open to all; the Lord receives all that ask for His forgiveness. There is healing available for grieving hearts that regret their involvement in abortion. It is not the unforgivable sin. Our Savior went to the cross for all sins.

When our hearts are surrendered to Jesus, we make better choices for ourselves and others. And there is support and protection in the body of Christ. But there are people out there who don’t know this yet. It’s up to us to share Christ love and truth with the those He brings into our lives and our church.

As we often say, the courts can make abortion illegal but only God through his church can make it unthinkable. The good news is, the abortion rate is declining but there are still so many we can reach out to with God’s love and healing!

—Luci

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