Today, January 22nd, is the 45th anniversary of Roe v Wade.
Although I am heartbroken that our country has given in to satan’s* lies, let us not be deceived into thinking that reversing Roe v Wade will end abortion. It won’t.
Abortion is illegal in countries all over the world, yet the abortion rate is still high in those countries.
Uganda’s Abortion Rate
In Uganda, where abortion is illegal, the abortion rate is thought to be as high as 70%. What will change that?
Changing the abortion rate requires a societal change away from pre-marital sex, adultery, and tribal traditions of having multiple wives to following what the Bible says about sex—that is, only having sex with the one person whom you marry.
The whole society has to change, and that change needs to begin within the church. For that very reason, I have been preaching sexual integrity in Uganda.
Now to do the same here in the United States. (New ministry beginning this year: MybodyMyworship, which you can find on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.)
The Effects of Reversing Roe v Wade
More Needs in the United States
When (not if) we reverse Roe v Wade, the need to care for women will rise.
We will have more women in crisis pregnancy centers.
We will have more women in emergency rooms because women will go to unsafe doctors or take homemade concoctions that not only kill the babies but hurt themselves.
We will have more children in the foster care system.
We will also have more children born with disabilities.
Are you ready for that reality?
What are you doing through your church to get ready?
Further, you will have even more women angry at Christians because, from their perspective, we are putting them into bondage.
We need to stand firm. We need to convince them that we are protecting them from satan’s* bondage of lies and darkness.
Influencing the Abortion Rate Worldwide
Reversing Roe v Wade will also reduce the abortion rate worldwide.
Why? Because with legalized abortion, we are telling the rest of the world that abortion is okay. Despite their own laws, they are following our example.
Whether we like it or not, we are watched by the world. Whether we agree or not, we are perceived to be a Christian country.
Because we are perceived to be a Christian country, we are telling the rest of the world that Christ approves of abortion at any point in the pregnancy.
By restricting pro-abortion laws and eventually reversing Roe v Wade, we are telling the world that Christ is against abortion.
Simultaneously Pro-Active in Politics and Pro-Active in Our Communities
A year ago, I came home from Uganda, the Pearl of Africa, where I had been on my first short-term mission trip. While teaching the Bible to children, I met a 5-year-old boy with Down Syndrome. His left eye was closed, just his left eye.
I was born with my left eye closed, too. But, even though my family had little money, we did have insurance, so I have had 4 surgeries to open the lid. (As a result, the lid doesn’t like to close any more, and I wink at everyone!)
I have boys with mild special needs, and I am in a small group of moms of special needs children.
Raising children isn’t easy. Raising a child with special needs is outright challenging.
I can’t imagine how challenging it is for that mother to raise a boy with Down Syndrome in a developing country where her son not only will never go to school but is thought to be a curse or demon possessed.
As I asked our pastors what happens to children with special needs, I was confronted by the horror of murder.
Often, African women who have children with obvious physical deformities will drop their children into a pit. And by pit, I mean an outhouse with no seat. A toilet. An African squatty potty.
In the U.S., we don’t wait until the child is born. If the results of the amniocentesis indicate Down Syndrome, we abort.
What’s the difference?
Size—The baby may be smaller.
Location—The baby is inside a womb instead of outside.
It’s still murder.
I asked whether abortion was legal in Uganda. No, it’s not legal. But women still abort.
Keep that in mind when you think about abortion as a political issue. Yes, we need to change the law. But the law doesn’t change hearts. Only Christ can do that.
One of the pastors on the mission trip went on to talk about one of his pet peeves—how we talk to our daughters sends them to abort. He preached there in Uganda against telling our daughters not to come home pregnant because when we say that, our daughters abort rather than shaming their families.
Is it really any different in the U.S.?
With that, I knew what the Lord was calling me to do. He was calling me to change the conversation about abortion.
As I’ve been speaking and blogging over the last year, the Lord gave me His vision for a new ministry. My friend and I have named it MyBodyMyWorship—all together because they are intertwined.
You may have seen the pro-choice movement called “My body. My choice.” MyBodyMyWorship is God’s counter-movement.
While again in Uganda over New Year’s, it all came together. I understood what the Lord wants MyBodyMyWorship to do—teach Christians what it means to worship Him in all ways:
Kneeling in reverence
—just to name a few. But also to worship Him with our bodies:
Therefore I urge you, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service of worship.
Romans 12:1 NASB
Because Christians need to get out of abortion clinics.
Because Christians need to obey Christ’s commands about sex.
Because people who say they are Christians need to become Christ followers.
So MyBodyMyWorship will teach:
What it means to worship God
The psychological effects of abortion
The biblical reasons to not abort
What science says about how we bond to our sex partners—all of them
The biblical reasons to have sex with only your spouse
How to heal from abortion and from sexual immorality
I am off to Uganda December 26th! It’s Giving Tuesday. Will you prayerfully consider supporting my trip to Uganda December 26-January 6?
It was this mission trip a year ago that compelled me to talk boldly about abortion and pre-marital sex. Please support me so that I can go back to serve the country that changed my life, resulting in this blog, speaking, and more.
I’ll be serving in Katwe, one of the largest slums in Africa, and in northern Uganda at a refugee camp.
For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
nor are your ways My ways,”
declares the LORD.
I thought I had the perfect plan.
God had a different plan—a plan that brought Him more glory.
And even though God’s plan was harder, I continued to rejoice through the difficulties.
A Mother’s Cry Ministry
After returning from my first mission trip in January (to Uganda), I knew the Lord was asking me to speak boldly about abortion and purity—but I didn’t want to.
I met Julie Mad-Bondo, founder of A Mother’s Cry ministry, which is all about stopping abortion one woman at a time, and at God’s prompting, I agreed to speak whenever she wanted me to.
Yay for Julie and her ministry! but a real challenge for me.
I wrestled with the Lord over this. When I figured out why I didn’t want to do what God was calling me to do and talked it over with several people, I got over my issues. I knew I was going to say “yes” to God, probably by the weekend of our church’s women’s conference the first weekend in March.
In the meantime, I felt Satan’s attacks—because, of course, he wants abortion, premarital sex, and adultery.
Whenever I feel Satan’s attacks, I know I’m on the path that the Lord chose for me. Although his attacks are exhausting, they actually motivate me to do what God asks because there’s nothing more peaceful than being in God’s will.
Resist the devil and he will flee from you.
At the McLean Bible Church women’s conference March 3-4 with keynote speaker Jennie Allen, founder of the IF:Gathering, I did fully submit to God’s will. At Jennie’s prompting and while at the conference, I took the first small step to doing God’s will.
And then the second.
And then the third.
And then the doors of opportunity just started flying open.
Suddenly, I had a speaking engagement scheduled for the spring and two more tentative dates for the summer.
Then Julie asked me to speak to teens and women at the end of June—in Uganda!
Of course I said, “Yes!” I love the people of Uganda and longed to see my new-found friends. What an incredible opportunity to encourage women and teens in Uganda and then return home to do the same in the United States.
A couple weeks later, my employer offered buyouts, which would be followed by layoffs if necessary, because they were reorganizing.
Oddly, I had an incredible peace about taking the buyout. I felt like the Lord wanted me to be home with my family while simultaneously speaking boldly about abortion and purity. So, I took the buyout.
Hip Replacement Surgery
Before my last day, we found out that my husband, Russ, needed to have his hip replaced. I thought the timing was perfect because I would be free from work to help him with recovery before going to Uganda.
But it was unclear as to how much of Russ’ pain was from his back and how much was from his hip, so he first tried injections to relieve pain. He seemed to be doing okay until the middle of May.
In May, the pain got progressively worse. He was miserable.
In early June, Russ called to get surgery scheduled and got a doctor appointment to discuss surgery for the day I was to return from Uganda. The doctor’s office was concerned about scheduling surgery so soon after injections. Evidently, there’s increased risk of bone infection when surgery is soon after an injection.
Russ is no wimp. The pain was bad. So, the doctor called him in for a new x-ray. We found out that the reason that he was suddenly in so much more pain is because he had avascular necrosis or AVN, a condition in which poor blood supply to an area of bone leads to bone death. Yes, the bone was dead.
That’s why he was in so much pain. They scheduled surgery for July 11.
I had been doing more and more nursing for Russ so that he would be more comfortable. I was conflicted. I wanted to be home for all of June to take care of him, but I also knew that God was sending me to Uganda. It wasn’t just that I wanted to go. I was convicted that the Lord was sending me.
But at the very least, I could shorten my trip by a day. I changed my flights so that I could leave Uganda as soon as my speaking obligations were complete. I’d be home Monday, June 26.
When Julie had asked me to go to Uganda, the challenge was figuring out how to pay for the flight, which would’ve been about $1200 if I had purchased the tickets in March.
Then it occurred to me that I could fly standby.
Russ is retired from an airline. As a retiree, he and his immediate family (that’s me!) fly standby for little or no cost. Because I’d be flying with a different airline, there was a cost, but the cost was less than $500, much better than $1200!
Although the money part of standby sounds wonderful, the unpredictability can be very unnerving. Choosing standby when I have to be in-country at a specific time ready to speak was a risky choice. But I had complete peace about it.
Peace that passes all understanding. (Philippians 4:7)
Standby passengers get whatever empty seats have not been sold. Our names are on a standby list. We go to the airport and wait at the gate to find out whether we get on the plane.
Yes, that means we can pay for parking, check our bags, go through security, etc. and not get on the plane.
What if we don’t get on the plane? Then we check other flights to see if we can get on another plane. Sometimes we spend a whole day in the airport. Sometimes we get a hotel room and stay overnight because we’re stuck someplace that is not home. Sometimes you give up and drive the 10+ hours to Chicago instead.
I’ve done all those things for over 15 years with two boys in tow. It can be nerve wracking, but you have to remember that you don’t have control so there’s no point in worrying.
I have learned to create contingency plans, keep myself and the boys calm, and be ready to make last-minute decisions.
It can be fun, but it can also be nerve wracking. Many people don’t like to fly standby because it’s not predictable—including my husband! He remembers how much better it was to fly standby before 9/11, rising fuel prices, and airline consolidation. Planes used to go out with more empty seats than they do today.
But every empty seat is lost revenue. Airlines have changed so that they send out full flights. It saves them money and keeps them in business, which we appreciate because we have retirement benefits tied to their business!
So, I listed as a standby passenger on four flights:
home to Amsterdam
Amsterdam to Uganda
Uganda to Amsterdam
Standby made Julie nervous—and understandably so. What if one of her speakers didn’t make it to Uganda? Not only would she have to punt, but it would affect her reputation.
But I had absolute peace—no worries at all.
I felt absolutely confident that I would get there on time.
Change in Plans
It was one week before I was to leave for Uganda. Russ was in so much pain that he wanted to change his surgery to an earlier date. Although I hated seeing him in pain, I did not like the risk of bone infection. Bone infection sounded like worse pain and worse consequences than AVN. So, we prayed.
After prayer, we both had peace about asking the doctor if he would reschedule the surgery for an earlier date.
Later that day, Russ texted me with a new surgery date: Tuesday, June 27.
I was scheduled to land on Monday, June 26—twenty-four hours earlier, as a standby passenger.
I had a moment of panic. What if I didn’t get on that plane?
Then I realized that God had planned everything.
After just a moment of doubt,
I had peace that passes all understanding (Philippians 4:7).
Getting on the Plane
Getting on the first plane was the hardest thing to do. Not because there were no seats but because I was leaving my husband behind.
But I couldn’t prevent him from falling.
I couldn’t prevent him from getting into a car accident.
He was in God’s hands. I had to trust HIM.
Faith. The Lord was testing my faith.
At the gate, Julie wanted to know what the next option was if I were not to get on this flight. I didn’t know. I hadn’t looked up the next flight option.
I had unbelievable peace and said,
“I’m getting on the plane.”
And I did.
In Amsterdam, I had absolute peace, and I got on the second plane!
We had a great time! We spoke to teens on Friday, women on Saturday, and churchgoers on Sunday. We encouraged one another, we learned more about Ugandan culture, and we laughed at ourselves!
I especially enjoyed hearing from people who were encouraged.
Encouraged to think 20 years ahead and to think about how pre-marital pregnancy would take them off the straight path that God has planned for them
Encouraged because they, too, are special needs parents (John 9) as we are
Encouraged with specifics on how to avoid the temptation of premarital sex
Encouraged to think that they are critical to the prosperous Uganda that God wants for them
Julie was just as concerned about my getting home as she was my getting to Uganda. I was going to the airport alone—late at night in a foreign country, a white woman traveling alone in Africa. What a dear friend!
But, again, I had peace that passes understanding. (Philippians 4:7)
Emmanuel, our driver and protector, very kindly saw me all the way to the door and watched me go through security. (More on my dear friend Emmanuel later, but isn’t it appropriate that his name is Emmanuel?)
When I went to check my bag, I got my seat assignment—I was getting on the plane to Amsterdam!
Once in Amsterdam, I had a 7-hour layover, which provided opportunity to pray and reflect on the weekend.
When I went to the gate, the gate agent told me that the flight was full and asked if I would take a jump seat. I had never been asked that before. It sounded exciting!
Again, I wasn’t nervous at all. There’s nothing I can do about the situation, remember? This was all in God’s hands.
On Facebook, I requested prayer. Then I went to get cleaned up.
When I returned to the gate, I watched person after person get on the plane. The gate agents were all very efficient.
I amended my request for prayer on Facebook, saying that if they hadn’t heard from me by 7:45 am, then assume I was on the plane.
It seemed like everyone was on the plane. The gate agent made a phone call. She was talking in Dutch, but I understood “Krichbaum”! I tried connecting to the WiFi so that I could quickly post on Facebook that I was getting on the plane, but I couldn’t connect to the Internet.
The flight attendant got off the phone and reached for my passport.
I was getting on the plane!
But Russ and my family and friends had to trust that “no news is good news.”
After I got settled in a seat meant for flight attendants, I started crying while singing “Praise God from Whom all blessings flow” in my head. A flight attendant noticed and asked me what was wrong.
“Nothing! I’m just so grateful that you let me on the plane!”
I explained to her that my husband was having surgery 24 hours after I landed, and I was so appreciative that they let me on the plane.
I really wish I had gotten a picture of the gate agent who asked the flight crew for permission for me to be in a jump seat and a picture of the flight crew who were so kind to me. Even though I don’t have pictures of them, I have prayed for them over and over!
Russ picked me up at the airport. When I got in the car, we lost it! I don’t think we’ve ever been so happy to see each other.
Russ was the last surgery of the day. It was delayed by a couple hours. Russ asked if I was still okay with the surgery. “After this past weekend, of course!”
Everything went perfectly.
After surgery, the nurses stopped Russ’ gurney a couple steps away from the bed and had him take the two steps to the bed.
Russ said, “That’s all? I want to walk to the door!”
The nurses looked surprised but led him across the room to the door and back.
It was late at night, so they kept him overnight. The next day, Russ did great with the physical therapy exercises and practice going up and down stairs and in and out of a pretend car, so they let him go home.
They say that hip replacement patients will have a walker for two weeks. Russ stopped using his the first day.
They expect Russ to be on a cane for two weeks after the walker, but he often walks without it.
Russ does use the cane when walking on our block, and it works really well for closing the back door after the dog comes back inside!
To God be the glory!
God’s Plan Brought HIM More Glory
Do you remember all the way back to the beginning of this story? I had a perfect plan. Russ could’ve had surgery in May and be fully recovered before my trip to Uganda.
But sometimes God likes to show off.
Do you remember the story of Joshua and the Israelite army conquering the city of Jericho (recorded in Joshua 6)? It made no sense that marching around the city for 7 days and yelling would make the walls of resistance to God’s plan fall down. But that’s what happened.
And God got the glory!
Do you remember the story of Gideon and the Israelite army (recorded in Judges 7)? God reduced the army to 300 so that Israel would not “become boastful, saying ‘My own power has delivered me'” (Judges 7:2b).
And God got the glory!
Let me not sound boastful. This trip was not about me. It was about obedience and faith.
To God be the glory!
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your path straight.
I decided to return to the states from Uganda a day earlier because of my husband’s hip and back pain, so I’ll be returning on Monday, June 26th.
What a blessing to make that decision because just yesterday we found out that Russ’ hip replacement surgery could be moved up to Tuesday, the 27th!
The whole trip will be June 21-26: I’ll be traveling Wednesday and Thursday; speaking on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday; and traveling Sunday and Monday.
We covet your continued prayers. Thank you for praying along with us!
Abortion is illegal in Uganda. But the law doesn’t stop women from having abortions. It never has, and it never will. It does stop them from seeking help for the physical and emotional scars.
When I went to Uganda in December, I thought I would only go this one time. But after just 2 days of ministry, I knew that I had to go back to continue teaching the bible and encouraging the Ugandan children and young adults.
If you’ve seen the movie “Queen of Katwe,” then you have a sense of the poverty there. If you haven’t, then read on and look closely at the pictures below.
We ministered in Katwe. We walked the streets, over the ditches of sewage, past the goats and chickens, and into the little one-room homes that housed families of as many as 10.
We prayed with families. We encouraged them.
For example, there was one young woman who was going to college and hoping to get a job with an airline. I told her that my husband has been in the airline industry his whole life and that she may get flying benefits for her parents so that they can fly standby for free. Her mom looked surprised that she would get out of Katwe to see other parts of Africa or the world.
Hope. We did our best to help them feel hope.
No one was watching
Food for the family
High fives & fist bumps
Praying for this woman
Crossing a sewage ditch
Littles by a sewage ditch
One source of water
Such a cutie!
Not crying that day was the hardest thing I ever had to do. My smiles in those pictures were forced in order to provide encouragement.
But in my heart, I was crying that those mothers had to send their children off to boarding school in order to provide a better life for them.
I was crying that 7-year-olds were carrying 1-year-olds on their backs and caring for them because the parents were off working.
I was crying that 5-year-old boys were playing with old bike tires and empty plastic bottles because those were the only “toys” that they had.
I was crying because no one was watching the baby who was crawling toward the ditch full of sewage. (See picture above.)
What’s going to change Uganda? This generation of children.
How are they going to change Uganda? By having the heart of Christ.
How will they know how to have the heart of Christ? By people teaching them all that Jesus commanded. Jesus said:
“Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe everything that I have commanded you.”
I believe that Uganda is going to look very different in 20 years, and I want to see the transformation for myself.
Little did I know that not only would I go back to Uganda, but that I’d go back within 6 months. I’ll be in country June 23-26! This time not with my church but with a new ministry called A Mother’s Cry, which is all about stopping abortion one woman at a time.
Abortion is illegal in Uganda. But the law doesn’t stop women from having abortions. It never has, and it never will. It does stop them from seeking help for the physical and emotional scars.
Julie Mad-Bondo, the founder of A Mother’s Cry, asked me to go with her and her friend Rhonda to speak to teens on Friday and to women on Saturday. Officially, my topic is purity, but I’ll be touching on abortion, too. Rhonda will talk about abortion. Julie will talk about marriage.
The Lord has made it abundantly clear to me that I am to talk boldly about abortion and purity. They go hand-in-hand. We cannot talk about stopping abortion without talking about the benefits of purity. The Great Commission does say to teach themto do all that Jesus commanded (Matt 28:20a).
I am not writing to ask for money. I am using our flight benefits to fly standby, which is a little unnerving because there’s never a guarantee that I’ll get a seat on the airplanes, but it is significantly cheaper than buying a ticket. Russ and I have put money toward the trip and relatives are chipping in, too.
What I would like is for you to join me in prayer. I have the following prayer requests:
That Jesus, who is The Word, would be the words that I speak; that I would get out of the way of what God wants to accomplish
That our audience’s ears and eyes would be open to what God wants them to hear, learn, and do
That our travels would be safe
That our travels would not be delayed in any way (especially for my status as a standby passenger)
That we would remain healthy throughout the trip
That our families would be healthy and safe while we are away
Please also pray for Mama Evah, who organized these events and runs Destiny Village school and orphanage; Pastor Fred, the lead pastor at Saints Gate Church; and others who will continue to shepherd the teens and women long after we have returned home.