This was spurred on by Donny Prater's (A Man Coming Alive) latest post on abortion. I left a comment that I thought I should turn into a post.
When I was 27, probably because I was afraid of never having a child, I got pregnant. Now scared because I was single and with a man who would never become a good husband and father, I was contemplating abortion. However, my conscience just wouldn't allow it. I was not be able to fall asleep until I put it out of my mind. I planned to go ahead and have a baby, but I was crying out to God in my situation because it was not good.
A little while later, I had a miscarriage. I felt that God had answered my prayers. This is one of the few times in my life when I saw the hand of God at work. At that point, the miscarriage was a miracle that released me from a miserable situation, and made the decision an abortion, after all, but the decision was God's.
I have never regretted the decision to have the baby, and am so glad for the grace God gave me to have the conscience that said "no" to abortion, and I'll never forget the miracle of that miscarriage.
Another little miracle is that my sister had a son that was born almost exactly when my child would have been born, and then named me the godmother of that son. So, I got a nephew instead of a son that year who has been special to me since he has talents and interests in the same areas as I do.