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I am complicit.

It is my prayer we don’t condemn those who bought into the lies about abortion, rather help them find forgiveness. Both men and women carry a huge burden of shame and guilt like with any mistake in life.
We each have places where we fell into a trap and wish we could change our past. I know I do and would fill shame if the wrong people knew the details of my journey.
Jesus came to rescue all of us out of darkness. No one is righteous and without sin.
Looking at the chart, I encourage you to do the math, you probably know someone who carries a burden from this and other present day deceptions. Grandparents, parents, children, who are complicit and hurting from their decisions.
My sins are great but God’s grace is greater. I’m not a women but I am a part of the red slice of the pie chart by being complicit. How? By doing nothing to help those in need, or by judging and not showing mercy in word and deed when I’ve had the opportunity.
Like all sin, love is where we start to win the battle.
Lord have mercy on us as a nation change our hearts, fill us as your followers with your love and compassion for those trapped in a cycle of shame and guilt. Help me as a saint who still sins, to be a vessel of your love.

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