"Then the word of the Lord came unto me saying,  before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations."  (Jeremiah 1:4,5)

A right to life

 I am a fetus. I was resting secure in my mother’s womb beneath her breast, protected as God planned it.

 I was growing and developing normally day by day, waiting until the day of my birth and my grand entrance into my family’s life, and into a new world: but it wasn’t to be. 

One morning I was disturbed by a vacuum-like sound and felt pain, as I was being pulled apart and pulled from my mother’s womb. 

Doesn’t my mother know I feel pain? Doesn’t she hear my whimpering and struggling to live? Can’t she hear my cries to survive and my tiny soul begging to become a whole person, a person with a healthy body, mind and soul? 

I wonder, deep into the night, if she feels my spirit as it passes by.

Barbara Mckee © 1993