A friend asked me why I believed that life begins at conception. She honestly wanted to understand why I had such a problem with abortion. How could I express to her a lifetime of experiences, conversations, encounters with God, research, reading, and studying? Here is my attempt.
There are four main reasons why life begins at conception.
- Science says that Life begins at conception. Check out my article, Science Testifies that Life Begins at Conception
- The Bible honors life in the womb and does not differentiate between a baby in the womb and a baby that has already been born. Check out my article, What does the Bible Tell us about the Unborn Human?
- Abortion in its essence is evil. It is murder for babies, bad for women, bad for families, and bad for society in general. I explore all of this in my article, My Experiences with the Reality of Abortion. It is clear to me that the Devil, who comes only to kill, steal, and destroy, is the author and perpetuator of abortion. The lie that life does not start at conception violates science and the Bible and is designed to cause a moral society to accept it.
- My own life experiences confirm that life begins at conception.
I was always against abortion as soon as I knew there was such a thing. My convictions deepened after I had an amazing salvation experience at age 14. After High School I attended school at YWAM Tyler and began to discover the realities of abortion.
A year after YWAM, Chris and I got married. Two years after that I conceived our first child.
My first ultrasound was at 18 weeks. At a certain moment the baby inside me turned her face and the tech took a picture. When I looked at the picture of the skull, I saw a daughter although the tech could not determine the gender. I felt as if I knew that tiny person, and I loved her so much. She probably could not have survived out of my womb at that point, but her heart was beating, she was growing big and strong, and I knew her. How much more was she recognized by God who knew her before she was conceived and who set her apart in my womb (Jer 1:5). I knew that my daughter was chosen by God even before He created the world (Eph 1:4).
I knew that her life was a dream in His heart, and He was so excited to get Chris and I together so He could begin the fun work of making her.
I had two more babies (boys) after my firstborn girl. During each pregnancy, God gave us powerful names for each child and spoke to us about his personality and purpose. We became a happy family of 5.
Then one day I felt an odd sensation. It felt as though I was not alone even though it was just me in the room. I sensed that a new spirit had arrived on the scene. I placed a hand on my belly and wondered, “Could I be pregnant again?” It was too early in my cycle to be able to take a pregnancy test. But I could usually tell the exact day that I ovulated, and that had occurred already. It can take a fertilized egg 5 to 10 days to actually implant in the uterus and start releasing the pregnancy hormone.
Yet I was curious if my feeling was correct, so I asked God, “Am I pregnant?”
He gave me this verse, “I will bring forth descendants from Jacob, and from Judah, those who will possess my mountains; my chosen people will inherit them, and there will my servants live.” (Is 65:9)
I knew that I was pregnant, and that this child had a destiny. This child was going to possess mountains!
Pretty soon I was able to confirm my feeling with a pregnancy test. When my fourth child was born, a daughter, she was special. She had dysmorphic features and some internal abnormalities. It wasn’t until 6 weeks later that the chromosomal analysis came back showing she had a rearrangement and deletion in her 6th chromosome. The scripture that God had given me just days after her conception gave me hope. He knew my daughter would be special (broken and handicapped by the world’s standards) and He had already given her a destiny.
This is one of the main reasons I believe that life begins at conception – my daughter Ashlyn.
Most babies like her never make it out of the womb alive these days. In this country 80% of Down syndrome babies are aborted, almost 100% in other countries.
Each pregnancy and birth after Ashlyn just confirmed to me that life begins at conception.
Pregnancy number 5 was plagued at first with worries about having another child with a chromosomal abnormality. As the baby grew, peace began to overtake fear. God gave us a name for this child, “Chai Eric” which means, “Healthy and Powerful.” Chai has turned out to be smart and extremely athletic, seeming to have weightlifters’ muscles and power even as a very young boy.
Baby in the womb #6 also had a very powerful name which was such an encouragement to me long before he was born. This “clump of cells” was a man of destiny in seed form. How thankful we are for Cooper!
During the Christmas season of 2008 I was pregnant with my 7th child. I was in my first trimester and feeling awful.
Yet I was still able to write, “I can see each child standing before the throne of God. I see Jesus embracing each one and calling him or her his friend. I see their reward for the spoils they took from the enemy. I know that their reward is my legacy.”
I was talking about the 6 children decorating the tree, the tiny baby in my belly, and any other children that God had for me in the future.
The first trimester of my eighth pregnancy proved to be even harder than the 7th. I wrote all about it in an article, “God Needs Me?”
“The question I kept asking was, “Is this worth it?” and I knew that it was. A new life is always worth it. After a mother is holding that precious bundle, her sorrow is turned into joy.
Then the question became, “How much is a human life worth? How much pain and sorrow is one life worth? How much would I suffer for one human life? Would I get pregnant and do this all again for one more human life? How much is a life worth to God? How much suffering did Jesus endure?”
The only conclusion I could come to was this; one human life is worth IT ALL!
There is no limit to the value God puts on a life, no price too high to pay, no suffering to severe. Jesus suffered more than any of us…He said that his suffering was worth it because of the joy set before him. (Hebrews 12:2) That joy was human life, redeemed and set free. He said that I am worth it. He said that you are worth it. He said that the child in my womb was worth it.
Then I heard God’s loving voice.
“Thank you for being available. Without you, I couldn’t bring this child of destiny into the world.”
God was calling my tiny baby a “child of destiny” and he was younger than 14 weeks. Now that I have him, a big 9-year-old named Courage Justice, I can tell you that he was definitely worth it!
When I was pregnant with number 8 and we had already named her Annalise Promise, I started having some spotting. Fear and dread rose up within me. What if I lost her? What if she didn’t make it? As her name suggests, her life was a symbol of the Promises of God to us. I knew that her life was precious and I would have done anything to protect her. Mothers who have miscarried even very early in the pregnancy, mourn the loss of a life. Fathers and brothers and sisters and grandparents mourn too. Thankfully our Annalise Promise is now a stunning 7 year old!
Over the years I have gotten to know a prayer counselor at our church. She does a class called, “Blessing Babies in the Womb.” It is full of scriptures and stories of her experiences that affirm that an unborn baby has a spirit that is alive and active, sensing all that is happening around it. We can speak blessings over our babies while they are in the womb and they can hear and understand. Also speaking things like, “I don’t want this baby” or “I want an abortion” can negatively impact that baby.
Another friend of mine took the class and told me this story: She was in labor with her second child. She was in the hospital and her labor stalled about half way and the baby would not descend. She prayed that God would show her if there was anything that was holding her baby back. God reminded her of something she had said several times during the pregnancy, “I love my first daughter so much, I just don’t see how I can love this baby as much.”
She immediately spoke to the baby in her womb, asked the baby’s forgiveness and affirmed that she DID love her as much as her older sister. She asked her daughter to come out so she could hold her. She felt a dramatic drop in her belly. She called the nurse. When the nurse checked her cervix, she was dumbfounded! It seemed impossible, but the baby had dropped, and she was fully dilated. Her baby was born quickly and easily.
After my ninth baby, I thought God might not have any more children for us. Then one day, God gave me a name (Aria Iolani) that I felt sure represented a future destiny, a future daughter. A few months later I became pregnant. I was speaking blessings and prayers over this baby right from the start, being inspired by “Blessing Babies in the Womb.” I have spoken to the spirits of my babies many times before…but this was the first time I ever heard the spirit of my baby speak back. I tell the whole story in my article, “The Naming of Aria Iolani.” I was worshipping in church while Aria was still in her first trimester, still unknown and unseen by any but God.
I felt the presence of God so strongly and I told my unborn baby, “This is where you are always supposed to live.”
“I know Mama,” she replied in the sweetest, little-girl voice. Her spirit communicating with my spirit.
Now Aria is 3 years old and the most intelligent and perceptive three-year-old I can remember ever knowing. I often hear her sweet, little-girl voice saying one of her favorite phrases, “I know Mama” or, “I know Mom” or simply, “I know.”
My church has a room devoted to prayer, and for years I took one hour a week to pray for pregnant mothers and unborn babies. I and some others would pray for any woman in the church who was pregnant and any woman who wanted to be pregnant. The intensity Of God’s love that I felt during that prayer time always undid me.
God loves mothers and unborn babies.
Sometimes a woman would come to us for prayer in person. Other times I would come across a pregnant woman while in church or out and about in places like Costco. Always I felt God’s delight when I looked at her. Many times, I would stop and ask if I could pray for her and her baby. God would show me His love for the unborn child, and He would sometimes give me a sneak-peak into his or her purpose and personality.
Yes, life begins at conception with a new body, soul, and spirit that the world has never seen. In God’s eternal perspective, that life began as a dream in His heart long before conception. Long before the great-great grandmother and great-great grandfather ever met. Long before the world began.