1. I met a sweet 4 year old who had never even heard the name of Jesus or God.
2. I read a doctor's account of what occurs during a 2nd trimester abortion.
As my mind was processing these things, I realized that even my sweet 23 week gestation baby girl has heard the name of Jesus. My 3 yr old especially loves to sing to her new sister. She sings "Jesus Loves Me" and "Jesus Loves the Little Children" I love to see my children snuggle and kiss my belly as they talk to the baby. My heart especially melted to hear the little one croon, "oh baby, you are so precious to me!" My brain and my heart cannot even comprehend the deep sorrow that must surely come for those who have been blinded by Satan's lies regarding the preciousness of life.
Thinking of my children snuggling my belly reminded me that some pregnant women really don't like people touching their bellies. Generally, it does not bother me although there was that awkward moment during the first weeks of my first pregnancy when a student's dad touched my flat belly. In fact, the first time my oldest heard of Jesus was when Mrs. Drury felt my belly and whispered "Jesus loves you and so do I". Seriously, how can I not love it when she speaks words of love to my unborn child and tells me how beautiful I am as my belly gets bigger and bigger?
I am reminded of the psalmist words, "The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; indeed my heritage is beautiful to me." Ps 16:6