LIFE

As I sit here in a hard wooden seat, panted black in color. I sit here at a table for three by myself away in the corner, in a room filled with the fragrance of coffee. People speaking loudly with friends and others with their eyes locked on their laptops. Enjoying a drink of their avalanche blended coffee drink. I look around in search of something. Wondering to myself why the walls are panted half blood red and the rest black. Then on the wall across from me I see faces. Faces of little children, ones just out of the womb and others young in age with life taped on their mouths. Then on other walls are paintings, very intense paintings that cannot be explained. They make a bold statement of life. Life that is valuable and so worth protecting. It hit me something about life and the undeniable beauty of a life worth saving. Life is so beautiful and amazing yet I think we all at some point take it for granite. There is such a beauty in life, and of life itself.
Life is worth saving. God did not give us life so we could take it and then throw it away. Some people see the gift of life as just a tissue, a cluster of cells. (Horton Hears a who) "I say if you can't see it, hear it or feel it, it doesn't exist." Sadly to say some people actually think this way. They think these things and how could something that small have feelings or be alive. How could it not!!! A person's a person no matter how small. That life is a life no matter how you want to look at it. When you abort this life or this "tissue" you are killing it, its murder even if you look at it as just a tissue. This life has been placed there in sequence to your actions. You know what creates life. If you cannot support, raise or care for this life why are you taking the action? Is it because this world is so corrupt with sex and immorality that taking the life of another it just right along with that? Or is it poor you that you would get pregnant when you continually took the action that calls for such a thing?
I am filled with anger when I see young girls literally throwing their babies away. When there are women out in the world, married, and trying so hard to have one and cannot. It makes me furious. I don't know if it's ok to feel this kind of anger but I do in this situation. Then I realize it is a righteous anger I feel. I know this is something that breaks the heart of God and as I sit and ask for his heart he gives me a heart for Justice. A heart for justice I have longed for, for way to long now. I have always felt this way but never felt a burning like this. I have been feeling this passion for a long time now it is being released inside me.
This is one thing I have realized. I have prayed for so many things, gifts and places for my heart to be in. As I sit in the prayer room and truly go after the things my heart desires I feel him giving them to me. What I desire I become. I have a heart for purity, justice, truth, young and old alike. A heart to be a mother to the young ones who don't have women there to breathe life into them. Help them understand things about themselves, their spirituality along with their sexuality. I know I have been put in the place to speak with young girls and tell them my story and my journey through life and relationships. Wow God I never knew and now it's just so clear. Everything is just so clear. Thank you Jesus!