For people who have had an abortion the holidays can be a mine field of abortion connectors
I know, it has been that way for me many years, sometimes more intense than others, but always a lingering dread in the recesses of my heart, a darkness that enfolds me, some years for a minute, other times for days.
I have not felt it in a few years, but as we come upon Thanksgiving it seems , this year, to have taken on a life of its own
Perhaps it’s because Thanksgiving has been cancelled in our family. Covid is making the rounds. Perhaps its because so much is going on in the world and a few friends are near death. I think however, for me, in part, this cancellation is a trigger for being abandoned by my family and coerced into abortion many years ago right around this time of year.
Abortion connectors can be very powerful triggers
They can bring up an intense isolation and dread even though there are invites and the love of many around me.
On a human level there is an unfillable space in this life in the core of my being that cries out in this world, in desperation, a desperation for my unborn son. It demnds to be axcknowledged .A yearning to embrace him where he should be, here with me.
I have learned over the years there is only one place to go with this pain. Only one person who can fill the yearning of my soul ,who can sit there with me at the cross willing to share the pain with me until it is replace by His love and His peace.
I am learning more and more all the time to join my sufferings to Christ. To allow him to suffer with me and me with him. To offer up the suffering for the salvation of souls, especially those separated from God because of abortion.
Beyond the pain and sadness that may come to me, I am blessed to be able to see the light of Christ who came to earth to redeem us from the darkness of sin, lighting the way to His mercy and peace and filling me with joyful anticipation.
For me, this is the greatest thing to be grateful for not only onThanksgiving but everyday.
Blessed Thanksgiving to you all!
