No newlywed couple using two forms of birth control expects to get pregnant.  To say I was surprised that a rabbit died 3 months into my marriage would be an understatement.  I was still adjusting to my new life as an Army officer’s wife living over a thousand miles from my family.  I certainly wasn’t ready to start a family of my own.

Yet there I was, sitting in a doctor’s office being given two stunning pieces of news.  First, I was definitely pregnant.  Second, the physician was recommending an immediate abortion.  Two weeks earlier I had been in this same military medical facility undergoing testing to determine the cause of severe respiratory distress.  Not even suspecting I was pregnant, I  had submitted my body to x-rays.  Subsequently upon being diagnosed with pneumonia, I had been treated with several medications that would prove detrimental to the brain of a developing fetus.  The doctor said the combination of those two things would render my pregnancy “unviable”.  If by some slim chance the pregnancy went full term, I was told I would, in all likelihood, deliver a tissue mass with no central nervous system.  The doctor matter-of-factly suggested this whole situation could be “taken care of” within the week.

Pro-choice advocates would tell me how fortunate I was that I could make a decision to end my pregnancy and simply move on with my life.  But as Tim Tebow’s mother, Pam so eloquently shared at , the decision about this pregnancy had already been made.  As a survivor of violent crime years earlier, {see “Breaking In, Breaking Through” on this blog, August 2009} I had previously been faced with the decision whether or not to end a life, even one conceived in a violent forceful manner.  It was a painful situation in which I realized that circumstances of a conception do not mitigate the facts…a pre-born baby is a future human being.  In those moments of darkness I fully embraced the concept of choosing life.


My son will soon turn 23.   This child whom 3 different doctors ultimately declared I would not carry to term entered this world just as the God who created him had intended and he is living with passion.  He is engaged to be married this summer and visions of future grandbabies…though probably years down the road…are already stirring in my head.

As I listened to Pam Tebow elaborate on her story, her words resonated in my spirit and I was deeply touched by her convictions.  We live in a culture of convenience and instant gratification, glorifying our personal rights at the expense of  innocent children…over 46 million of them in America since Roe v. Wade in 1973.  To trust an “unseen” Creator in the face of such dire circumstances seems simple-minded, naive, even foolish given our circumstances. 

I think Mrs. Tebow would agree with me when I say emphatically, those are labels I can live with. 

I consider myself immensely blessed to have two beautiful sons…one by birth, one by adoption…neither of them merely by choice but by God’s grace.


Changing a Life with $1

June in Colorado 20091

Recently at my local church in Colorado Springs, our pastor shared a message on money.  It was unusual in two respects. 


First, rarely does our pastor preach about money.  This particular message was in reference to how we can worship God not only in songs on Sunday mornings but with our lives, using our finances to glorify Him. 


Second, the service was out of the ordinary in that at the conclusion of the message offering plates were passed and worshipers were all encouraged to take money OUT of the plate.  We were challenged to think about how we could take a single dollar and turn it into something that would serve the Body of Christ and glorify God in the process.


But how does one go about worshipping God with “just a buck”?


My son Zechariah is 14 years old and while I don’t think of him as adopted, the reality is that I am not his ‘birth mother’.  He came to me at 5 weeks old, the product of the Utah Foster Care System.  Even though his bio mom was facing tremendous obstacles, she chose to give life to this little boy who eventually found his way into my home and more importantly, into my heart.


Zechariah found a way to turn his dollar bill into a project, a challenge to others to support mothers in difficult situations who want to choose life for their unborn babies.  You can read more about his exciting challenge at

Today that challenge culminated in the annual Life Network Walk for Life.  We are so very grateful for all our friends and family who supported Zechariah in this effort.  He raised  $450.00…so far. 

It’s not too late to contribute on-line at his sight…