My pastor started out this morning's services with a rather unusual prayer. The first people he mentioned were the women struggling with infertility, the ones who lost a child prematurely, and those who have had abortions. It's a rough day for many, in light of those factors.
When my eyes opened, I noticed one woman and realized she is still dealing with a long-ago abortion. Her body was tense, in a "Let's just get through this" stance.
Moments after the prayer, a young, out-of-town couple came up the aisle and slid in next to this woman and her husband. They carried their infant son, her grandson.
The child looked around, acclimating himself to his surroundings. Then his arms reached out and his body leaned forward, and he was passed along into the eager embrace of Grandma.
There is forgiveness.
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