I just got back yesterday from AbortionRecoveryAssistance training. It was two full days plus half of another day of intense training. I have so much reading, praying and preparing to do to get ready for my first class which I am planning to start in January.
As I sat listening to the instructors, who happen to be some of the most amazing women I have ever encountered, I began to wonder how I am ever going to be able to remember all of this. I began feeling so overwhelmed but then the Holy Spirit whispered to me "just one lesson at a time beloved" and all my doubts vanished. The enemy was working in all of us there trying to discourage us and discredit us because he HATES what we are doing. He hates the fact that hurting women and men who he has under his control will be healed and restored because of what God has called us to do. This makes me angry and I will fight him and win in this battle as will the other men and women across the world who are teaming up with the Father to fight as well.
There is a letter that is all over the world right now. It is a letter that I first read last summer when I was going through the "Forgiven & Set Free" Bible study. The woman who wrote this letter wrote it in honor of her child. When I first read this it had a profound impact on me. It is a beautiful letter and what she didn't realize when she wrote it that she was being a vessel for God and that He would be using this letter to comfort women all over the world. She has since rewrote it for men. What I didn't realize until the second day of training is that the woman who wrote this was sitting right beside me during the training. She told me that it only took five minutes to write this letter and she never dreamed that God had other intentions for it. God delivered the words right to her heart.
I am closing with the letter.
A Preborn Child's Conversation With His Heavenly Father
Father God, when is my mommy going to be here?
Soon, my child, soon.
Can you tell me how long?
There is no measure of time with me, my child. She is busy right now doing the work I've given her to do. When all that is done, she'll be here.
Is she going to know me when she gets here?
Yes, she will, my child, I'll let her know.
What does she look like Father God?
Why she looks a lot like you, my child. The same hair color, the same eyes, the same nose; you resemble her a lot.
What do you think she is going to do when she sees me?
She will run to you, take you in her arms, and love you just as any other loving Mother would do.
Father God, why has she never held me in her arms before?
She never had the chance to do so my child.
Why did she never have the chance Father God?
I don't remember my child.
(This letter has a copyright)
By Della Baker Hutto
March 1994
Thank you Della, for allowing God to use you. I know this letter will have a significant impact all over the world. It is a perfect illustration of how deeply our God loves us, forgives us and remembers our sins no more. I love you Della and I am honored to be in this ministry with you.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
"She" is all around us.
In just two short weeks I will be in Greenville, SC and I will spend two and a half days being trained for the role of my lifetime. I am still in complete awe that God enlisted me for this role. Through Him I will not fail.
It became all to clear to me last night just how many women there are whose hearts are breaking from the pain, shame and guilt of a decision they made years ago. These women are right under are noses. They work with us, they sit in the pews of our churches, they stand in line behind us at the super markets, their children have play dates with your children. Truth is we cross paths with these hurting women every single day. She may live next door to you. She is likely sitting beside you in the Bible study you are currently doing. She is a deacon’s wife. She is possibly even your best friend. She has stopped at nothing to live life as if it never happened. Bottom line is this–she is hurting and she thinks she has no choice but to stay bonded to her heart breaking mistake until the day she dies. She needs to know that God is waiting. He is waiting for the day she cries out to Him. Then and only then will He take her in His arms and lead her to complete restoration.
Psalm 147:3 tells us that He will heal the brokenhearted and bind up their wounds. I can tell you that this is exactly what He will do, no matter what we have done and no matter how bad it may seem. We just have to be willing to allow Him to come in and do His handiwork.
Does your heart and soul need healing that Can ONLY come from God? I ask you, what are you waiting for? Let Him in.
It became all to clear to me last night just how many women there are whose hearts are breaking from the pain, shame and guilt of a decision they made years ago. These women are right under are noses. They work with us, they sit in the pews of our churches, they stand in line behind us at the super markets, their children have play dates with your children. Truth is we cross paths with these hurting women every single day. She may live next door to you. She is likely sitting beside you in the Bible study you are currently doing. She is a deacon’s wife. She is possibly even your best friend. She has stopped at nothing to live life as if it never happened. Bottom line is this–she is hurting and she thinks she has no choice but to stay bonded to her heart breaking mistake until the day she dies. She needs to know that God is waiting. He is waiting for the day she cries out to Him. Then and only then will He take her in His arms and lead her to complete restoration.
Psalm 147:3 tells us that He will heal the brokenhearted and bind up their wounds. I can tell you that this is exactly what He will do, no matter what we have done and no matter how bad it may seem. We just have to be willing to allow Him to come in and do His handiwork.
Does your heart and soul need healing that Can ONLY come from God? I ask you, what are you waiting for? Let Him in.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Forgiveness
Colossians 3:13
Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.
In my first post I wrote about being angry. While I eventually got over that anger and thought all was ok and all was forgiven, God reminded me that I still had some forgiving to do and I also had some forgiveness to ask for. The past year has been full of forgiving and asking for forgiveness. At the beginning of 2010 God really began piercing my heart where forgiveness is concerned. It began with me locating Rylee's biological father and her fraternal grandparents. While I never actually found her father I did find his wife and his parents. Here's the thing, I owed his parents a huge apology for the way I behaved as a result of the anger I felt towards Rylee's father. 19 years ago, at the one year anniversary of my abortion, a friend of mine and I got drunk and I was just downright mad and I wanted to do something about it. I wanted to hurt Rylee's father. So my friend and I got on the phone and called his parents up not knowing that they had no clue what had happened a year before. When we hung up I felt like I had gotten my revenge but it sure didn't make me feel like I thought it would and that's relieved. It didn't make me feel any better but only worse.
So now we are back in 2010 and I was on a search. A search to find the forgiveness that I so desperately wanted. I found Rylee's grandfather on Facebook so I sent him a detailed message apologizing to him and her grandmother for two things; for my part in causing their son to stumble in his faith and for the very rude phone call my friend and I made that night. I went on to tell him of all the wonderful things God was doing in me and through me and I also asked him to give his son a message from me. I asked him to please let him know how sorry I was for the hurt I caused him and also that I had forgiven him for the hurt he caused me. He replied back to me the sweetest message telling me that both he and his wife had already forgiven me and they told me how proud they were of me for allowing God to come into my life and use it for His glory. I cannot tell you how good it felt to forgive and know that I was forgiven.
I have not had the opportunity to speak to Rylee's father yet but I am hopeful. I have spoken to his wife and I will say that he is richly blessed to have her. What an amazing, forgiving and understanding woman of God! I want to tell her, if she is reading this, that I will never forget the kindness you have shown me through this road to closure. Thank you.
As I close this post I encourage you that if you need to forgive someone or if someone needs to forgive you then please swallow your pride and forgive whoever you need to forgive. Go to that person. Yes it may hurt a little but it is so worth it. Begin by asking God to soften your heart towards that person and then go to them.
James 5:16
Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective.
Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.
In my first post I wrote about being angry. While I eventually got over that anger and thought all was ok and all was forgiven, God reminded me that I still had some forgiving to do and I also had some forgiveness to ask for. The past year has been full of forgiving and asking for forgiveness. At the beginning of 2010 God really began piercing my heart where forgiveness is concerned. It began with me locating Rylee's biological father and her fraternal grandparents. While I never actually found her father I did find his wife and his parents. Here's the thing, I owed his parents a huge apology for the way I behaved as a result of the anger I felt towards Rylee's father. 19 years ago, at the one year anniversary of my abortion, a friend of mine and I got drunk and I was just downright mad and I wanted to do something about it. I wanted to hurt Rylee's father. So my friend and I got on the phone and called his parents up not knowing that they had no clue what had happened a year before. When we hung up I felt like I had gotten my revenge but it sure didn't make me feel like I thought it would and that's relieved. It didn't make me feel any better but only worse.
So now we are back in 2010 and I was on a search. A search to find the forgiveness that I so desperately wanted. I found Rylee's grandfather on Facebook so I sent him a detailed message apologizing to him and her grandmother for two things; for my part in causing their son to stumble in his faith and for the very rude phone call my friend and I made that night. I went on to tell him of all the wonderful things God was doing in me and through me and I also asked him to give his son a message from me. I asked him to please let him know how sorry I was for the hurt I caused him and also that I had forgiven him for the hurt he caused me. He replied back to me the sweetest message telling me that both he and his wife had already forgiven me and they told me how proud they were of me for allowing God to come into my life and use it for His glory. I cannot tell you how good it felt to forgive and know that I was forgiven.
I have not had the opportunity to speak to Rylee's father yet but I am hopeful. I have spoken to his wife and I will say that he is richly blessed to have her. What an amazing, forgiving and understanding woman of God! I want to tell her, if she is reading this, that I will never forget the kindness you have shown me through this road to closure. Thank you.
As I close this post I encourage you that if you need to forgive someone or if someone needs to forgive you then please swallow your pride and forgive whoever you need to forgive. Go to that person. Yes it may hurt a little but it is so worth it. Begin by asking God to soften your heart towards that person and then go to them.
James 5:16
Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective.
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