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Please share your stories with everyone :) Many of us have different reasons for being Pro-Life and all of them are important. So let your story be told!

message 2: by An (last edited May 15, 2012 07:50AM) (new)

An Well, I'm pro-life primarily because I believe every person has the right to live, and no one should kill another person. Yes, because I'm Catholic, but also because you can't have a civil society with legal murder, and hurting people is terrible.

Also, I know many prematurely born children-ones that could have been aborted legally. And every one survived, to be precious, inspiring kids, and the future adults. Because of this, I know first hand what abortion takes away. And it's to valuable to loose.

Hmm, inspiring stories that are pro-life. Here are a few.

Gianna Francesca Beretta was born in Magenta in Italy. She was the tenth of thirteen children in her family, only nine of whom survived to adulthood. When she was three, her family moved to Bergamo, and she grew up in the Lombardy region of Italy.

In 1942, Gianna began her study of medicine in Milan. Outside of her schooling, she was active in Azione Cattolica. She received a medical diploma in 1949, and opened an office in Mesero, near her hometown of Magenta, where she specialized in pediatrics.

Gianna hoped to join her brother, a missionary priest in Brazil, where she intended to offer her medical expertise in gynecology to poor women. However, her chronic ill health made this impractical, and she continued her practice in Italy.
n December 1954, Gianna met Pietro Molla, an engineer who worked in her office, ten years older than she. They were officially engaged the following April, and they married in September 1955.

They welcomed Pierluigi, in 1956, Mariolina, in 1957 and Laura, was born in 1959. Gianna suffered two miscarriages after this
In 1961, Gianna was pregnant once again. During the second month, Gianna developed a fibroma on her uterus. After examination, the doctors gave her three choices: an abortion, a complete hysterectomy, or removal of only the fibroma. The Catholic Church forbids all direct abortion even when the woman's life is in danger, Catholic teaching would have allowed her to undergo a hysterectomy, which would have resulted in her unborn child's death as an unintended consequence.

"Abortion – that is, the directly intended termination of pregnancy before viability or the directly intended destruction of a viable fetus – is never permitted...Operations, treatments, and medications that have as their direct purpose the cure of a proportionately serious pathological condition of a pregnant woman are permitted when they cannot be safely postponed until the unborn child is viable, even if they will result in the death of the unborn child." – The Ethical and Religious Directives for Catholic Health Care Services (ERD) Directive 45

Gianna opted for the removal of the fibroma, wanting to preserve her child's life.

After the operation, complications continued throughout her pregnancy. Gianna was quite clear about her wishes, expressing to her family, "This time it will be a difficult delivery, and they may have to save one or the other -- I want them to save my baby."

On April 21, 1962, Good Friday of that year, Gianna went to the hospital, where her fourth child, Gianna Emanuela, was successfully delivered via Caesarean section. However, Gianna continued to have severe pain, and died of septic peritonitis 7 days after the birth.
She was canonized as a saint of the Catholic Church in 2004.

This is a trailer for the pro-life movie October Baby based on the life of Gianna Jessen, a saline abortion survivor.

I like to bring up the story of Rebecca Kiessling, who survived only because abortion wasn't yet legal, and who had a rapist for a father, whenever I hear, "Abortion should be legal in the case of rape"

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Jojo (jojothemasterofrandomness) | 5 comments ok I LOVE this poem!!!! it's one of my favorites.

Just a little baby
So small and petite
Waits with his mom
In the hospital seat.

“Where am I, I wonder
What do I look like?
Will my name be John..
Or will she call me Mike?

I can’t wait to see
what it’s like outside
It’s getting a little crowded,
In this place I ride.

I must be getting heavy,
I bet she cannot wait,
Maybe she’ll have me early
…hopefully I wont be late.

I’m getting so impatient…
I want to see the land,
Oh look here comes the doctor!”
The doctor takes her hand.

“What is he telling her?
I can’t quite make it out,
but mommy’s voice sounds scared,
so full of fear and doubt.
I hope she is okay,
I’ll comfort her before long,
I cant wait to meet her!
Now what could be going wrong?

Here comes all the nurses,
They are lying her in a bed,
I know this isn’t home,
what could the doctor have said?

Are those tears on her face?
I don’t like it here,
My mommy isn’t happy,
And I’m beginning to fear.

What… me, Fetus?
I don’t like that name,
I want my mom to name me,
but she seems too ashamed.

Mom I’ll be a good son,
I will make you smile,
just wait till you see me,
I’ll be there in a little while.

I’m so excited to see you,
I bet you’re beautiful and bright,
Because I’ve seen your face,
In my dreams each night.

Mommy, did that nurse call me tissue?
Don’t listen to them please.
Because you must know I’m here,
I’m not just some disease.

I have fingers like you do,
And a face I know you’ve seen,
The doctor showed me to you,
On that one black screen

What are all those tools for?
They better not hurt you,
For if they harm you one bit,
I’ll harm them too.

Ouch that hurt…
What’s happening to me?
be very gentle,
I’m only a baby.

Mommy do something,
they are trying take my life,
why are you letting them cut me
with that knife.

What’s going on,
Your shaking,
At least its not your life,
These nurses are taking.

Mommy, I’m up higher now,
I see you down below,
I’m safe here but disappointed,
Because I loved you so.

How’s Life without me?
Doesn’t look so great.
I wish I could be there to help,
But now it’s too late.

I’m not alone here, don’t worry
There are other baby’s too,
they all are here for the same reason,
we all had moms like you.

Each day I see new faces,
all scratched up and torn,
these are all the faces,
Of the precious unborn.

God says he’s sorry,
that we never got to live,
and never had the chance,
to see what He tried to give.

One little girl I met,
Was going to cure cancer.
But now her mom has got it,
And the world’s without an answer

So many brilliant people,
Fill this place I now stay.
They all had a place in the world,
But that place was taken away.

God’s curious about,
What’s going through your head.
He sent you a precious gift,
But you chose pain instead.

Mother I am sorry,
that you where so mistaken,
the nurses all told lies,
and so my life was taken.

Some people down there know,
That abortion is wrong,
they are trying to stop it,
but they are taking too long.

They need more help you see,
Because they are so small,
Just like my friends and me,
You couldn’t hear our call.

Thanks :)

(Poem Author - Unknown)

message 4: by [deleted user] (new)

Jojo wrote: "ok I LOVE this poem!!!! it's one of my favorites.

Just a little baby
So small and petite
Waits with his mom
In the hospital seat.

“Where am I, I wonder
What do I look like?
Will my name be John..."

That is a sad but beautiful and moving poem! <3

message 5: by [deleted user] (last edited Nov 09, 2012 12:55AM) (new)

I am Victoria Ray, and this is my story on how I became pro-life.
First of how I was born is a big part of it. When my mom was pregnant she got very sick. She was brought to the hospital and told she was going to die... if she had me. The doctors told her that there was a way to save her life, that she needed to have an abortion. now the doctors did their best to persuade her that it was the best thing to do, but she would not listen. She would see her baby or die trying. Now is where I come in, I came three months early. Yes you heard it right, three months early. Not only that but I weighed 1 pound and 10 ounces, I was only a bit bigger then a dollar bill. I had to be kept in a incubator for a while. While in the hospital I died (yes died) 3 times. My mom said i died because I had to go tell Jesus something (I believe that).

I was raised a Mormon and I have always loved babies and angels. But although i was raised Mormon and brought up to be "good" I later found out the truth when I started going to a Calvary church. I found out that I wasn't good, that i am a sinner and that somethings I did were very bad. When me and my sisters started going to Calvary, it was a very bad time in life. Our parents were fighting and got mad that we stopped believing in the book of Mormon. Now just so you know, it was a miracle from God that I was saved and learned to love him, it is rare for Mormons to convert to Christianity. Especially a non-denomination there are many other things that i wont share, but it was a tough time and had been tough for a long time. I was saved on Oct, 14, 2012. It was the most amazing thing and best feeling I have ever had in my life to give me sins to, love, and accept Jesus into my life. I can truly say I had a new hope and life even though things at home stayed the same. I then started to learn more and more about abortion, but I never really voiced my opinion much and when I did i was normally stomped on.

I am now 16. I have reached a very low point in my life and believe it or not that is when i started to fight the most. I have recently rededicated my life to Christ (today to be exact :D) and today and for the last month I have been set ablaze for pro-life! I am very out spoken and take every moment and time possible to share it with the world! Here is what I say to people who are pro-choice. "If you are for abortion, then you are for my death. I was suppose to be aborted." It's kinda my little saying and it normally stops people in on there path. I am a Jesus freak and I am pro-life and ready to show the world!

My favorite verse for pro-life.
"What sorrow for those who say
that evil is good and good is evil,
that dark is light and light is dark,
that bitter is sweet and sweet is bitter."
Isaiah 5:20

message 6: by [deleted user] (new)

Thank you so much for your stories everyone

message 7: by Taylor (new)

Taylor That poem was actually used in a video some friends of mine made last year. It's phenomenal.

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