I would like people to understand that men also have abortions. This sex is distinct from the ability to procreate children. That anyone who has the ability to create children is able to determine if now is the right time to do so.
Christ told me that having an abortion was the right decision for me.
I know it’s not something people hear often, but given that a majority of abortion patients are religious, I suspect it’s true for many who choose the procedure. Religion and abortion have always been pitted against each other, but as a 17-year-old high school student, when I found out I was pregnant, I was already praying for my future as I filled out applications applying to college, asking where God was going to guide me.
I was also not ready to tell my family about the pregnancy or my choice to end it. But Texas requires parental consent for people under 18 to have an abortion. A friend of mine explained to me that I could request a judicial bypass, which means that I would have to go to court and ask a judge to approve the procedure.
Because I often put my faith in Christ as he leads me to the best decisions, I spent the next week in constant prayer; I remember the day I was on the bathroom floor at my friend’s house before school, asking, “God, what is this? Is this the next step? It was: Shortly after, a friend told me about Jane’s Due Process, a Texas-based organization that helps young people go through the legal bypass process.
Sometimes people ask me how can I be a follower of Christ and get an abortion. My answer is that God is a God of love, and if you know that, you have answered your own question. God is the ultimate author of our lives, and I had an abortion as a believer of God because he planned it, so I could stand up for his people and people like me. Anything that involves people getting the love and care they deserve is something He would be a part of, and God was with me throughout the decision.
I’m 70 now and I think back to my abortion experience 50 years ago – in 1970, three years before Roe v. Wade. I had recently left home, separated from my family, supporting myself, working as a long-distance operator and taking college courses. One week I felt bad and thought I had the flu, so after several days with no improvement, I went to the student health center. Unbeknownst to me, they did a pregnancy test and a few days later a nurse called me and said it was positive.
I was in shock, totally in disbelief that this could happen to me. We had little or no sex education back then, and what I knew about sex was based on what I could find reading in the library and what people told me. I was devastated and panicked when I heard the news. I lived alone, barely able to take care of myself. There was no way I could go through a pregnancy and support someone else. When I understood the reality of the situation, I realized that the only way forward for me was to terminate the pregnancy. I couldn’t imagine anything else.
Since abortion was illegal at that time, I had to find someone underground. Luckily I met a guy at a party who was able to set it up for me. He knew someone else who could arrange the procedure if I could find $400. After a few weeks of great anxiety while getting the money together, he made the arrangements and picked me up late one night with another man. They took me to a run down motel in the middle of nowhere. I had no idea where we were. It was pitch dark and I was scared to death, but I was determined to do what I had to do. They took me to a room where a man was waiting for us. He called himself a doctor, but I had no idea if he was really a doctor. I just had to trust him and hope he knew what he was doing.