Faith is as faith does

Yesterday I talked with a young mother for several hours. Neither one of us seemed like we wanted the conversation to end. It seemed we both knew the line between life and death was fragile. We talked about every single thing we could think of. We looked at the present and we looked at the future and we re-visited the past. 

We`ve met at least once before. She reminded me of this. We both remarked that our meetings were not coincidental. She said, eventually, that she “knew” when she saw me. She knew what her “choice” should be. She knows God. She mentioned that Jesus would not want her to choose abortion for her baby. She just did not want to disappoint everyone in her life. She had plans. They had plans for her. She thought everyone would pressure her to abort. After talking to her sister on Facetime who was so obviously angry, I knew it would be hard. I knew it would be really hard. 

We talked about how people can love you and still be wrong in the way that they show it. We talked about how that has nothing to do with loving or not loving ...it simply has to do with being wrong and doing wrong. 

It is sometimes hard to recognize wrong. It's even harder to stand up to it, especially in today's times. As hard as it is to stand up to wrong, there is something about clarity, especially the clarity given from God that makes choosing what you think is right just a little easier. There is something else about knowing you have support to do this that makes choosing to do something that seems so hard, almost impossible just a little easier. There is also something about watching someone do this that makes facing life knowing there will be hard things...just a little better. Today is better for all of us who are involved in this journey, specifically and generally. Our young mom left our building choosing to stand up to wrong and also choosing life.