Unto Us a Child is Born

Unto Us a Child is Born

 

This time of the year is a reminder of so many things like childhood dreams, believing in santa, family get togethers, lots of food and what we all wait for...gifts!  However, the greatest gift of all was the birth of Jesus.  With all of the hustle and bustle we tend to overlook the real reason for the season.  Unto us a child is born and His name is Jesus.  December 25th is the day that God chose to allow His Son to be birthed in a dirty manger in a barn by a very young unwed mother, Mary.  I am sure she was the "talk of the town" as a very young, unwed pregnant girl and she was a virgin.  However, probably only she knew that fact.  Joseph, was engaged to marry her, so he could have left her thinking that she had lost her virginity to someone else because he knew that he had not had sex with her.  However, God spoke to Joseph and Joseph chose to believe and trust God!  Wow, how difficult that must have been.  I can relate to Mary in a few ways.  I also found myself pregnant, unwed and young.  The main difference is that I had chose to have sex.  I did not tell the father of my baby that I was pregnant and hurried to have a "legal" abortion before anyone found out.  I believed the lie that my unborn baby that was developing inside of my womb was just a "blob of tissue".   Unlike Mary and Joseph, I did not choose to believe and trust God that it would all be fine.  I took matters into my own hands and did it "my way".  I walked out of that abortion facility in physical, emotional and spiritual pain.  My heart felt like it had been torn out of my body like my unborn baby.  I cried and cried.  I never imagined that I would feel that way.  I thought that I would just go in like a simple procedure and then I would be back to my pre-pregnancy self.  I was not the same person after my abortion.  I was filled with pain, anger, rage, distrust, guilt, shame and sadness beyond explanation. I decided to drink alcohol and take drugs to make the pain go away.  I continued down that terrible path for many years.  I would have rather die than live in the pain and shame.  By this time, I had confided in a few friends and then the word spread throughout my small hometown to only compound the consequences of my "choice".  The father of the baby found out and he was very upset as he could not believe that I had taken the life of his child without him even having a chance to say anything about it.  I realized that I had made a very selfish decision but I couldn't go back and change it.  It was too late!!  I had always loved babies and now I truly believed that I would not be able to have children as a punishment for what I had done to the child that God had given me.  However, I thank God daily that I was able to conceive years later.  My first born son was born on December 25th...yes the same day as baby Jesus was born.  My daughter was born 14 months later.  My heart hurts for so many who can never have children after abortion and I pray for them daily.  God led me through an abortion recovery Bible study a few years after my children were born.  Once I was healed, I knew that God wanted me to speak out to the world to let them know the pain and reality of abortion and also that there is help, hope and healing for anyone who has had an abortion or been through an abortion experience, including men.  I started a 501c3 organization named Tears to Treasures to do what God has called me to do.  If you have had one (1) or more abortions, paid, brought, encouraged, coerced someone to have an abortion and feel the guilt, shame and pain, please find an abortion recovery group near you and attend as soon as possible.  You do not have to live the rest of your life holding all of those emotions inside.  God can't heal what you won't allow Him to deal with.  So, please bring your abortion experiences to God and let Him heal you so that you will no longer be held in bondage from the chains of abortion.  A very important part of my healing was naming my unborn baby because he was not an "it".  I had dreams for years of a boy that looked like me and his father and I never realized why I had them until my healing.  I do believe that God speaks in dreams and those were visions of my aborted son.  I named him Joshua David.  I know that I will meet him in Heaven one day.  So, as we approach the holidays...give yourself or someone else the gift of healing.  Every contact is strictly confidential and private. 
I can help you find a group in your area.  Please feel free to email me at tearstotreasures@gmail.com and I personally respond to each one.  Praying that you each have a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!    

Living HOPE,

 

Michelle Durand

Founder/Executive Director

Tears to Treasures