My God stuff thinkings

Matthew 10:28 (NIV)  Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather, be afraid of the One who can destroy both soul and body in hell.


I have naturally struggled at times with my own past decision to let my wee baby die early, rather than bring him to term and have invasive procedures take over his short lifespan—a life that would have limited contact with me and those others who loved him, and a life incapable of ever knowing that love. A brief life of pain and no immunity.


We craddled him and loved him while we could, without his life being invaded by machines prolonging the inevitable.



As discussed in a previous post, I believe there is no excuse for abortion. The fact remains, however, that we live in a disordered world.


The lesson that rises furthermost in my heart from our encounter with the abortion challenge is that there is something worse than killing the body—it is the killing of the soul.

Of this we are all guilty to some extent. We have all held back that life-giving act of kindness, or oxygenating smile of friendship. We have not always provided a sheltered environment where a young soul could thrive, free from gossips disease and a strangulating discord winding around an innocent’s neck. We have all been guilty of turning our face away from others aborting actions, placing the scenes in the too-hard bucket along with their souls.


The fact is that we are all designed (for a time) to overlap into each other’s lives. We cannot survive as an ongoing body of people without another being nurtured within. By law of nature, we should have no ability to alter this beautiful intersection. God has designed us to provide safe haven for the young, just as we could only grow in this same manner in our formative years by being sheltered in a life-sustaining place. Look around you. You can clearly see those who have not had this chance. They are the walking dead. They are the aborted. And though satan holds the knife, we are the hands he uses.


Yet these beautiful individuals, unlike the poor bucket-disposed babies whose souls are in God’s hands, have the chance to be brought to life again. We were all dead at one time. What a priviledge He gave us!


Make your determined purpose to know Him more. And then know Him even more, and more again. Know Him and your witness of Him will be your witness of Him. I hardly comprehend His being, but I know my life purpose is set out to try. How far into your intersecting relationship with your creator would you go if you knew you could not fall? He cannot let us fall.


Be the blood-pumping cord that feeds into other’s lives. Be the oxygen rich blood which flows from your actions for souls to breathe from. Be the warm smile that maintains a constant temperature capable of sustaining life. Be who you were called to be by Him!


Latest comments

08.10 | 03:59

Kylie, I would be delighted to have my name as a side character in your next book. I am telling anyone who will listen that they too must read The Book of Told.

08.10 | 03:42

Thank you SOOO much, Carol, for your encouragement! I would love to use your name as a side character in the prequel! Much blessings to you!

08.10 | 02:43

For the first time in many years I have found a book that I didn't want to put down. I wanted to just continue reading to find out where the story was going.

05.10 | 18:11

so so nice