I'm so over that now.

Elly (not her real name) called to make an appointment for a pregnancy test.  She stated that she had been sexually active only one time.  After arriving and filling out her paperwork, she said that if she was pregnant she was getting an abortion.  Although she had already taken a pregnancy test at home, she was hoping that the positive result was wrong.  It wasn't.

After talking a bit, Heather, our sonographer, gave her an ultrasound.  Although she wasn't far enough along to see much, a heartbeat showed up.  And Elly, well, her tears streamed down her face as the humanity of her child hit her full force.  We talked for a while.  There were lots of tears and lots of prayers.  She agreed to come back in a couple weeks for another ultrasound.

But, when that day arrived,

she didn't show up for her appointment.

So, once again, we prayed.

But, when that day arrived, she didn’t show up for her appointment. So, once again we prayed. When I called Elly that evening, she told me that something had come up and that she had lost our number.  She thanked me for calling and made another appointment.  When I asked her how she was feeling about her baby and if she was still wanting an abortion, she said, "I'm so over that now.  I'm going to keep my baby."

When she came for her next appointment, instead of crying about being pregnant, Elly grinned from ear to ear when she saw the precious life inside of her. 

This is why we do what we do!  And this is why we need you to partner with us this holiday season.  Please prayerfully consider a year-end gift to HOPE Pregnancy Resource Center to get us through the winter months.

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Being a parent is not an easy job!

Sometimes we all need a little help along the way...a little encouragement.  Being single and pregnant can be scary, even terrifying.  These young women may wonder how they are going to make ends meet.  Or how they are going to keep their new little ones in diapers or clothes.

That's where our clothing ministry, the HOPE Chest, comes in.  Any woman can come and get a bagful of clothes, diapers, and wipes for their children.  We have clothes up to size 4T.  And these ladies can come in once every 13 weeks.

These are the words of one of the precious women who participate in the HOPE Chest ministry:

                "Being a parent is not an easy job.  Providing for our kids gets hard sometimes.  But if you need a helping hand, the HOPE center is there for you.  I am glad to have something like this in our community."

This is one of the things we do at HOPE Pregnancy Resource Center.  We come along beside women who may need a bit of help with material needs.  But we can't do this without you.  We need you to come along beside us as we minister to them.  Please consider a Christmas gift to HOPE this year!

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Where Hope Met Me

Some of the most incredible stories come from the volunteers at HOPE who have been through some of the same experiences as our clients. Below is one such story. It is a powerful account of how God can and will work all things for the good of those who love Him.  Her story is one of the many ways God uses crisis pregnancy centers and shows the heart of all of us who are ministering here at HOPE.

And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.’ Matthew 25:40

For I know the thoughts that I think towards you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and hope. Jeremiah 29:11

 As a little girl you have such an innocent view of the world. You grow up with big dreams. Until you make one bad choice after another.  You come to a place where you ask yourself “How did my life turn out this way?” At 17 you shouldn’t be sitting in a crisis pregnancy center explaining to this sweet Christian woman why you feel like you must have an abortion.

    At 17 you should be planning your future, not the birth of your 2nd child. As I sit across from this patient woman, I rattle off a list of reasons why I need to have an abortion. Like I am going to somehow convince her this is the only choice I have. Listening intently, it’s obvious that she cares. She wants to know more about me. The more I tell her about myself I start to feel like she deeply knows me. She reads through the lines and starts to see past the walls around my heart.

  Instead of seeing a hard hearted promiscuous, immodestly dressed teen Mom, she sees a girl that is broken, hurting, and just wants to be loved.  She looks past the sin and shame and she sees Hope. Sharing her own story, she gives me a glimpse into her past. Inviting me to see the hurt and heartache her choices have caused her.

 This woman, not only does she open up to me, I sense her sincere compassion. She really cares. Not just about the life growing within me, but she wants to save me too. I start to see that she doesn’t want me to carry the same emotional scar that she does. Lovingly and gently she explains to me what abortion really is. My heart of stone was starting to crack.

  A few moments later she went with me in another room of the clinic. After explaining to me the process of the ultrasound she gave me some privacy. She returned with the ultrasound technician and together they introduced me to my baby. That day the ultrasound revealed a baby at 9 weeks with a heartbeat, fingers, and toes. As tears slid down my face, I chose life for this sweet baby. Today, that 9-week-old baby is a beautiful 9-year-old girl.

 There was something so special about knowing that what was growing inside of me was a baby with fingers and a heartbeat. That day, and many days and even years later I thought I chose life because my baby had fingers. God knew what he was doing. In the midst of my chaos just showing me an ultrasound wouldn’t have been enough. My heart had to be prepared first. He used the sweetest woman to do just that.

“You see, God gave that woman eyes of grace and mercy. He put in her heart a hope for each woman that walks in that place.”

  This woman saw more in me than my current circumstances. I didn’t leave that crisis pregnancy center with all the answers. The only thing I was sure about that afternoon was that I was going to keep my baby. Not knowing the grand scheme of Gods plans, I look back and see seeds that were planted that day. A little over a year later after choosing life for my baby, I finally chose eternal life for myself.

  10 years later I am in awe of where God has placed me. You see, God gave that woman eyes of grace and mercy. He put in her heart a hope for each woman that walks in that place. The woman that looked on me with the loving mercy of Jesus Christ is the woman I became. My life has not been easy, but I would do it all again. I would do it again, because through that dark road I chose, God taught me how to love women where they are. As I sit across from each woman in the counseling room, he instills in my heart a hope for each woman’s future. He gives me the opportunity to pray that same hope over their lives. Because of what he did for me, I can see through his eyes. He gives me the ability to see past all the messy details and into the heart that is yearning to find hope.

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My Little Baby

One afternoon Alana (a fictitious name) opened the door to the mobile ultrasound unit.  She wanted an ultrasound.  She indicated on her paperwork that she was considering an abortion.  After a positive pregnancy test, we took her back for an ultrasound.

During the ultrasound, we saw Alana's baby reach up to scratch her head.

When a young woman sees her baby through an ultrasound, the reality that she is carrying an unborn child hits.  And tears star flowing.  Especially if the child was unplanned.  And that is what happened this afternoon.  The young woman who was tough, and maybe a little hard, just melted.

As we continued to talk, Alana told me that she had an abortion scheduled for the following morning.  She left that afternoon without telling me what she was going to do.  But, she did give me permission to contact her.

As I was texting her that evening, she told me that when she saw her little baby reach up and scratch her head, she knew she could not take the life of her unborn child.  Several months later, I had the pleasure of holding Alana's baby girl in my arms.

My little baby!

Many times the women who come to us are desperate. They feel they have no other choice but to end their pregnancy.  But, once they realize that there is a baby developing in their womb, they look for another option.  And we are there to help them with real resources.

Lives are saved at HOPE Pregnancy Resource Center.  This child, as well as others are alive because people like you have generously donated funds to support us.  If you would like to be part of this life-saving work, we could use your help!

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