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A Better Option

This is no contradiction or a twisted idea of fiction

A life starts at the very moment of conception

It’s a divine intervention, not a fixed compensation

Abortion a deadly misfortune

Killing the handiwork of the greatest artist known to mankind

Ripping, scraping, choosing killing, no I am not a fan

This life is not your own

You did not craft it yourself in secret depths of your own womb

The baby inside of you was molded together by the one who conquered the tomb

Do not end this baby in a small cold room

Turn to the one true King, to your bridegroom

What the world says to do will only lead you to destruction and brokenness

You’ll be left asking, begging, pleading “Why did I let Him die” like Marry at Calvary

Daughter, sister, friend, do not believe the lie every life has meaning

Don’t do something that will leave this baby screaming, leaning closer to the inside of you and farther away from the sharp blade of the surgeon’s knife

You are His bride, He cares for you, He crafted you and He made the one forming inside of you

Listen to this plea, your life can be free, you don’t have to flee and you certainly don’t have to bleed

Give your heart to Jesus, He gave His life no one had to take it, He bled for a purpose, for you because you’re worth it

The baby inside of you was fashioned for a purpose Let the doubts, fears and cry’s within you surface

Give your life and keep it, keep your life and lose it

Those are your options

This baby you don’t want it give it up for adoption

Daughter, sister, friend make no mistake don’t believe the lies and life ending options!

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