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My Mother Was Raped Rejected Abortion, God Has A Plan For My Life

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Six years ago while on a trip home to visit my parents, I had the privilege to take a four-hour drive and meet a woman who I have come to know. I admire her for her selfless love, her act of courage in the middle of adversity and her strength. She is my birthmother.

Growing up, I always knew I was an adopted child. My parents did not keep it a secret and they loved me no matter if I was born into the family or adopted into the family. My parents told me growing up that when I reached the age of 18 if I wanted to search for my birthparents, they would help me do it.

For many years, I dealt with some medical issues and had a lot of questions that adoptee’s think about. In January of 2008, I decided to get the non-ID information regarding my adoption. My adoption was a closed case adoption.

The day finally came when the packet arrived in the mail. I was nervous and excited all at the same time. I waited until my husband got home from work to open it. That evening in January of 2008, I opened the packet, and we read it. I was amazed as to what I was reading. I read about my birthmother having taught children that had cerebral palsy. When I read that, I was proud of her for doing that. It did not give very much information about my birth father other than on one of the pages in big letters it says, “Alleged Father.” That is when I got this feeling that something bad happened. After my husband and I finished reading the information he told me I want to get to know your birthmother more. My husband inspired me to search for her. So I called my parents, and I told them that I was going to continue to search for my birthmother.

I wrote my birthmother an outreach statement without any names and emailed it to my caseworker. Several days went by and the days felt more like years. I continued to pray that God would work the situation out because I wanted to know who she was so I could thank her for choosing life.

The day finally came that I received a phone call from my caseworker. She said I have talked with your birthmother, and she wants to have contact with you. The caseworker told me that before she could give me her information; my birthmother wanted me to know the truth. My birth mother was raped. The day that I heard that I was conceived in rape, I chose not to become angry or bitter about my birthfather, and I chose to love my birthfather. You may ask why I chose to love my birth father who is a rapist. Jesus Christ died on the cross for my sins and the sins of my birthfather. I chose to love him through the love of Jesus Christ. That day, God also gave to me a heart filled with so much love and compassion for my birthmother.

It was several weeks later after my birth mother was raped that she discovered that she was pregnant. When she told her mother that she was pregnant, her mother was not thrilled with the turn of events and gave my birthmother three weeks to get out of the house. Her father had passed away in 1967. She then went to live at a home for unwed mothers, and it was there that my birthmother started her healing process. The question went through her mind: what am I to do with this baby? My birthmother had to make a decision. She had no job, no permanent place to live, was not married. My birthfather, of course, was out of the picture. She didn’t even know my birthfather’s name. Her aunt though had an idea. Her aunt could arrange for her to have an illegal abortion with a doctor in Michigan since this was before Roe V Wade.

My birthmother though knew that there was life growing inside of her womb—Life given by God and a gift from God. My Birthmothers favorite verse is:

Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

She did not want to disrupt the plans that God had for the tiny life that was growing inside of her. When she decided to place me for adoption, her one request to the social worker was that her baby be placed in a strong Christian home.

Sherry Hospital2bWhen I was born, my birthmother had some complications. She was in the hospital for a week, and I was in the hospital for a week before going to my foster parent’s house. God blessed my birthmother with one week to love, care for and hold her baby girl, Rebecca Ann. My birthmother and I were released from the hospital on the same day, and she then placed me into the hands of God.

When I got in contact with my birth mother, she told me I have always loved you, and you were the beginning of my healing process. She also said What a lot of people don’t realize the baby that is conceived because of rape they can become a strong healing force in the situation. Why? Because out of something that is horrific and traumatic comes a precious human being and the Giver of Life brings healing to the one who suffered.

Yes, my biological great aunt wanted me to be aborted, but my birthmother chose life, and I was protected from an illegal abortion. God was faithful to my birthmother’s prayer. I was raised in a wonderful Christian home where faith was taught, and it was real.

God has been so very good to me, and He has blessed me beyond measure. God has blessed me with amazing parents, a brother who also is adopted, an amazing husband who I love so very much, amazing friends and an amazing church family.

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Sherry Hensley was Conceived in Rape and saved from an illegal abortion. She is adopted and married to a Minister. She is writing her story and soon to be working to get into Public speaking to share her story. Her website is http://www.thevalueoflife.net

Update On The 20 Week Pain Capable Bill

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My mind is all over the place this morning. The 20 week pain capable bill I heard is going to be voted on very soon again in the house. This bill is far worse than before. This bill was going to be voted on in January, but Renee Ellmers Republican Congresswoman from North Carolina put a stop to it because of the wording in the bill about having to report a rape before having an abortion.

This Morning I read an article where Diane Black Republican Congresswoman of Tennessee says that the bill is much stronger this time and more lives will be saved from abortion.   I have something to say,  How is taking out the reporting of rape going to save more lives? It is not going to save more lives. More babies will be aborted.  You ask me why I believe that. With not having to report the rape any woman can then go to her doctor and say she was raped just to have an abortion.  It really infuriates me that babies conceived like I was  in rape continue to be thrown under the bus. And it also bothers me that the republican party has become just as bad as the democratic party with valuing the life of the unborn. God is the creator of Life and no one but God has the right to give life and take it away. We must value all life. Abortion is not valuing the life of the unborn. It is destroying the life of the unborn.

Here in the United States yesterday was mother’s day and that is a hard day for me as my husband and I have no children. Well sometimes it just takes a few words from my birth mom telling me, Think of it is a day to celebrate being a woman and the gifts that God has given us as women. We can still influence the lives of children and you are influencing the lives of the unborn–and that is a great calling.

Feeling Special

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Sitting here thinking this morning about what our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ did for us on Calvary.I tend to feel special at easter time partly because my birthday is very close to easter and at times it will fall on Easter.

I always think about Thank you Lord for dying on the cross for my sins. It does not stop with the cross, but there is an empty tomb. Do you know of anyone else who died on a cross and buried in a tomb and rose themselves up from the dead? The only person that I know is Jesus Christ.

When I found my birth mother I found out that I was born during Holy Week in 1973 and when I got in contact with her it was the first day of Lent in 2008. I know how special it was for me to start having contact with me the beginning of Lent in 2008 and so it was special for me.

What really is mind-blowing is find out that God died on the cross many years ago for a little baby girl who would before she was born help her birth mother heal from something that is horrific, traumatic and her birth mother protected her from an illegal abortion and that baby girl was born during Holy Week is 73.  What the enemy wanted to destroy God turned around for Good.

Being Adopted

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Today while reading some articles on www.adoptivefamiliescircle.com I came across an article about are adoptees being selfish for wanting to search for birth parents?

With being an adoptee myself and having done the search and finding my birth mother, I will say no it is not being selfish. Many adoptees do want to know their family of origin. I was very open with my parents about my search. I let them know what I was doing from the moment that I decided to get my non id information regarding my adoption, to receiving my birth mother’s contact information. I remember my adoptive mother saying that if she was me she would have wanted to know more about her family of origin.

Adoptee’s go through many emotions and feelings that children born into a family may not go through. When I made the decision to search for my birth mother I had to pray and keep myself from feeling the emotions of rejection that so many adoptees feel. I have dealt with a lot of emotions and struggles that adoptee’s go through. Today I thank God for the experiences in life that I have had to go through, because with those experiences I can help others who are going through them.

Adoption God’s idea

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Growing up my parents would read both to my brother and I books and explain to us that we both were adopted. So at a very young age I knew I was adopted.  For me growing up it really was no different. We were a family. We had our moments like all families do.

It makes me sad when I read stories by other adoptees who were mistreated by their adoptive parents. We live in a very negative society. How often do we hear something positive anymore? Not very often. It breaks my heart when there are about 1.25 million abortions and 1.5 million people waiting to adopt. My Birthmother chose adoption for me because of her circumstances and she knew that there where couples out there who could not have children. When she decided to place me she wanted me placed in a strong christian home.  God was faithful to that request.

Growing up in a christian home we learned about Jesus and reading in the bible about the spirit of adoption. Romans 8:15 For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father.  I love how Adoption was God’s idea first and that I can relate very well with Romans 8:15 because I am adopted legally.

We are so special to God that he came to earth put on flesh and paid the price and now we can call him daddy. My parents paid a price and I became legally theirs and from the first moments that I could talk I called them mommy and daddy.

God’s Timing

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It was on August 3rd, 2014 that I had the priviledge to talk with my Pastor for a couple of minutes. I told him that I had found my birth mother and that she was raped and that her aunt wanted her to have an illegal abortion since it was before Roe V Wade and could have arranged it.  My Pastor left on the 4th to go to Africa for about a 3 week missions trip. The very next Sunday Morning one of the Pastor’s Sons got upand preached a message titled “When our mess becomes God’s Message.” He then went on to say that there are alot of people here and the devil likes to use abortion to kill and destory and said there maybe someone here that your parents may have thought about aborting you but they didn’t. In that very moment God spoke to me and told me that I needed to tell it and that I needed to share it.