Wow, this post is really hard for me to write. I was looking through the pictures I took at Raphael's Refuge because I wanted to post them. There was one picture that I felt really conflicted about posting, it is definitely the most powerful pro-life picture I have ever seen. So, I thought well, I'll just post these beautiful mother and child pictures, the picture of Jesus with the children, the pictures that make us smile. Pictures that everyone wants to see. Pictures that don't make anyone uncomfortable.
I hate to admit it, but every now and then God has to wake me up, remind me why I started this blog.
So this is what happened. I wrote what a beautiful picture on the heading and clicked on one of the Mother and Child pictures and instead of that sweet, beautiful picture, I saw the picture of Jesus, distraught, in anguish, holding a tiny baby that had been aborted in his hand, that is the picture that downloaded. I just stared at the picture in shock, I started bawling, and said I'm so sorry, I'm just hiding my head in the sand, not brave enough to speak up about the truth. Afraid I might upset someone if I posted this picture. I'm the one who says let me hear you roar, I say I will not be silent, but isn't that what I was doing?  After I calmed down, I changed the heading and explained about the newspaper that Jesus is kneeling on, it is hard to read in the picture. The headline on the newspaper is about the thousands upon thousands of abortions. I looked at the picture and cried some more, and then I did what I knew I had to do, and I pressed share.


This scripture is printed on back of a brochure at Raphael's Refuge, a place of healing.


                            
                                                     A voice is heard in Ramah,
                                                    Lamenting and weeping bitterly:
                                               It is Rachel weeping for her children
                                                  Because they are no more.
                                                      Yahweh says this:
                                              Stop your weeping, dry your eyes,
                                             Your hardships will be redressed:
                                             Bring me back, let me come back,
                                               For you are Yahweh my God!
                                        Yes, I turned away, but have since repented;
                                              I understood, I beat my breast.
                                        I was deeply ashamed, covered with confusion;
                                           Yes, I still bore the disgrace of my youth.


                                                    Come home....come home......


                                                    Jeremiah 31:15-16, 18-19, 21