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By Amy Gaudette
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Sarah buried her face into her pillow, muffling the uncontrolled sobbing. Even though her roommates were not home, she took no chances.
“Oh God!” Sarah wept. “I denied you! I denied you and I did not defend that little baby!” Deep anguish threatened to choke her and she struggled to breath.
“I am so sorry, I never thought my love for you could be so weak. Oh God, forgive me. I am no better than my mother. I am worse than her; I know you. I have no excuse.” Bitter tears lay spent on Sarah's face and she curled herself up in a ball.
Unwelcome thoughts of what had happened earlier that day continued to replay themselves over and over in her fragile mind. She had been invited to go with her roommates to support Angie at the medical clinic. Angie had struggled with health issues in the past and they had always gathered around her to help her through. Even though Sarah was the only christian of the group, they had bonded together and formed a tight knit family, the only family she had . It wasn't until they neared the clinic that she realized they were bringing her for an abortion. The blood froze in her veins. No, she thought to herself. She had to stop them. She could not possibly be part of this.
“Don't you worry, Angie. All of us are here with you. We are family and we take care of each other.” One of her roommates had tried to comfort Angie as they walked into the clinic. Sarah felt sick inside, her legs weak. As they sat inside the waiting room, her silence burned within her like a raging fire. She started to weakly protest, but it brought only reprimands and a 'this isn't the time'. She knew she had to leave immediately.
“Sarah, are you O.K.?” Angie had asked her.
“No, no, I feel sick. I think I had better go home. I 'm sorry.” And she fled.
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Sarah knew at that point it was over with her friends. She had broken a golden rule. The pain of what she had done, and what she had not done, was causing her to quickly lose the little bit of control she was holding onto.
Sarah rolled over in her bed, pulling the blankets up to cover her head. She wanted to remember no more, and fell into a fitful sleep.
“Mommy! Mommy! Where are you going? Mommy, please don't leave me here!” It was her own desperate voice she was hearing, pleading with her mother not to leave her. The nightmare continued to haunt her, as it had for years. This dream seemed to take a different twist. There was a man standing next to the little girl holding her hand. He had eyes of deep compassion as he watched Sarah and her mother. He turned his gaze towards young Sarah, and spoke with a gentle tender voice.
“Sarah, it's time to let go. I was with you then, and I am with you now. I will be with you always. I will never leave you nor forsake you, not you nor any of my little ones.*”
Sarah awoke with tears streaming down her face again. This time the tears were cleansing her, renewing her. She received forgiveness, and she gave forgiveness. She felt the her heart bonding with the Lord as she had never felt before. Her burdens took wing and flew away. She took a deep breath. It was time to move on. It was time to take a stand with her life.
Epilogue: Sarah moved into the home of an elderly lady in her church to help care for her in her final days. She met the woman's grandson, a man passionate for God, and they married and moved to Haiti. As of today, they have started three orphanages, and frequent back and forth between the United States and Haiti, taking a stand for Jesus with their lives.
Deuteronomy 31:8
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