Pro-Life: It’s More Than 9 Months

This is written by: Hannah Sibert Schopmeyer

As I scroll through my social media and see all the posts about the abortion law that was just passed in NY, I am flooded with the same emotions that I had at a recent pregnancy resource dinner I attended.

As I looked around the room at the hundreds of people who were applauding and cheering for the many babies that the pregnancy center had saved, I could not help but wonder what happened to those babies that were rescued?

What happened to the little baby boy that we pleaded with his alcoholic mother to not abort 7 years ago who now has severe fetal alcohol syndrome? Where were we when the birth Mother lost custody of this child? No loving home would take him, so he was placed in a low income foster home because they needed some drug money. He now spends every evening locked in a cold bedroom with several other foster children with no one caring for them.

What ever happened to the baby boy who we the Church, convinced his Birth mom that her baby was precious and deserved to live, who is now a 12 year old boy, full of hate and now sits in a juvenile delinquent home because he has already been in 15 foster homes and never felt love in any of them. He’s been Neglected, abused, and never once had anyone who cared or believed in him. Where are we now?

And then there was that beautiful mom who came in crying because she feared that her abusive boyfriend would hurt her soon to be baby girl? We cheered because we rescued that baby as well! Today that little girl is now 14 and was just found in a sex trafficking ring which her foster parents were running. Did you know Most Americans who are victims of sex trafficking come out of our own foster system? So where are we now for this little girl and the thousands of other little girls who are trafficked each night in the foster system?

As I think about all of the thousands of foster children in America who are currently without beds or in homes where they are being abused, neglected, forgotten or sex trafficked, I ask myself over and over, “Why?” Why are we not stepping up and helping these children? Why are we not giving them a voice? The years of pain these children are experiencing are far more worse than the few seconds of pain these unborn babies feel.

I ask myself how we the church can stand up and fight for the unborn, but be so unwilling to sacrifice to give these children the loving homes they deserve?

The answers I hear are:
“It would disrupt our perfect family.”
“We are just too busy with life.”
“It’s just not a desire I have.”
“It would be too hard.”
“I could not be a good parent to them.”
“It would disrupt our future plans.”
“My spouse is not on board”
“I’m afraid of how hard it might be”

…the list goes on. (Feel free to add your reason to this list)

What I have realized is that all the excuses we might have to not chose these children are the reasons a birth mother who wanted to abort her children would give! If it’s an excuse for us, wouldn’t it be an excuse for her as well? The answer is NO! Every child deserves to live and to be loved!

We desperately try to talk those mothers out of aborting their babies, but when they cannot take care of them, we ourselves are not willing to take care of them.

So yes, I believe all the mothers that abort those unwanted babies are going to have to answer for that one day. And I know this might seem harsh, but I also believe that we as Christians have all been called to care for these babies that were saved and are not being taken care of. And we, too, will be held accountable for these precious children that we have chosen to neglect and allowed to be abused.

Every single one of us can make a difference in one of these children’s lives!
If every single one of my Facebook friends would help one foster child, that would be be able to touch so many foster children in our country!
Maybe you can’t take one into your home, but you can visit them. You can show them that they are loved, you can be that one adult in their lives that made a difference!

So friends, yes, it is a very sad time that we Americans have allowed this new abortion law to pass. But may we also realize that we the church have chosen to abort the fully born.

May we support life beyond the first 9 months. If we say we choose life, then let’s put aside our fears, excuses, and self and truely save a life!


Dear Friends,

My heart has been challenged through Hannah’s words. Though Hannah and I have never personally meet she has sweetly given permission to me to share what she wrote. I first saw her post on Facebook through another mutual friend. Thank you Hannah for helping us see that pro-life is not just 9 months, it’s a lifetime.

Loving others as Christ.

  • This article reminds me of how the Christian walk of discipleship should be. We desire our friend or neighbor to come to know Jesus as Savior (a good thing) then when they do, we rejoice, and gradually leave them to fend for their own spiritual growth.
  • We drop the ball of the great commission, of discipleship.

Let’s not drop the ball physically or spiritually. Let’s make this one life count for Christ!

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends John 15:13.

In Christ I am SHE {Saved. Hopeful. Empowered.}

Revival Within

  • If the revival within is not alive, the revival without is dead.
  • Fulfulling the great commission (Matthew 28) is a matter of personal obedience before God; to disregard His command results in disobedience.

How’s the revival within?

In Christ I am SHE {Saved. Hopeful. Empowered.}

Do You Know Your Mission?

What is the great commission?

  • Do you know your great commission?

As new creations, born-again, believers in Jesus Christ our mission is to no longer be self, for selfish gain or even fulfilling our own wants or desires.

Our mission is the great commission. Not fulfilling the great commission is to choose to live in rebellion against God –His Word.

Does this mean we slack in our responsibilities to work, care for our families or even go grocery shopping. No! (Matthew 23:23; Luke 11:42)

  • What is does mean, is our eternal focus should supersede our temporal status.

So whether it is a church, or an individual who is a child of God, we have no scriptural basis to claim “I/we did it in the past.” This holds no merit and it walks in disobedience to Christ –to the great commission we have been commanded to fulfill.

  • The great commission is never passive.
  • The great commission is active!

“Then Jesus came to them and said, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” Matthew 28:18-20

Is God pleased with your mission or does it need to be adjusted?

In Christ I am SHE {Saved. Hopeful. Empowered.}

Amen! Walk ye in Your Commission

Amen! The great commission!

Matthew 28:19-20. We are all commanded to share the good news of Jesus Christ. We are all commanded to make disciples of Jesus Christ. It is not just your Pastor’s job. It is every believers commission! The Lord has not left you unable. You are equipped, empowered, and endwelled by the Spirit Himself. Prepare yourself in Him, study with others in a discipleship/soul winning class, talk with your Pastor about some books you could read up on the subject. Now go! Obey your Lord Jesus and walk ye in Him! We make it a lot harder than it really is.

In Christ I am SHE {Saved. Hopeful. Empowered.}

Finding “Baby Claire”

Today, I had a first time ever experience. It felt like I was in a movie, in the twilight zone. Is this really happening?

I was almost home. Errands were done and I looking forward to spending time with my family in the nice, cool air-conditioned house (the heat index today in 102F°), but the Lord had other plans.

About a block away from our home, while on the main street in town, before turning in towards our ‘cove’ of houses I had to stop the van — right in the middle of a busy street. Why? Because about half way through that busy street was a child no more than two years old wondering across that street.

She was bare footed, wondering around, holding a dark pinkish/reddish sippy cup. I put our van window down and told her to “go on the grass” “honey, go to the grass” — numberous times I told this little one to go on the grass and finally she did.

Where I was stopped on the road I had to turn right, which I do to go home, and traffic continued. As I remind you, our house is but a block away from where I am — literally seconds away, yet the Lord was telling me, “GO BACK! FIND HER!”

I called my family and told them what was happening and what the Lord was nudging me to do. Then the thought accured to me, “I saw no adult around her” –she was alone.

By this time I had turned the van around and was back at that some intersection where I had first seen this child. My heart raced and sank as I didn’t see her anywhere. I saw the drainage pipes and thought of the water and how she couldn’t swim, and I prayed, “Oh Lord, please, PLEASE show me which way to turn!”

He said, “LEFT!” I turned left and but 5-600 feet later there she was on another side road to my right, still wondering, shoeless, (it’s hot out there), deep red cheeks, now with no sippy cup in her hands.

I stopped the van. Jumped out. Slowly went up to her and said my name and asked her where her Mommy and Daddy are. She didn’t answer. I told her my name and asked “can you show me your house?” (she couldn’t but I tried) and I picked her up because she started walking away again.

Another woman from a neighboring town had stopped as well, she asked if I was the mother (she saw her wondering too– I said no, shared what I had seen) and we determined I would hold the child and she would call 9-11.

This baby girl didn’t know where she lived, didn’t speak her name, just wanted to walk away. I held her while the other lady called 9-11. We gave her water and kept her entertained until we knew the Sheriff would get there.

Then this truck with out-of-state plates pulls up about a minute before the Sheriff (glad it was that close in time). A guy walks up to us women and said, “there you are” to the child. By this time I was holding her again. I asked, “…and you are?” Three times I asked this man “…and you are?” and he wouldn’t answer me, he just looked at me. By now, I’m thinking, “Ummm, you are from another state, you won’t tell me who you are” –I wasn’t about to hand over this child to him. For all we knew, he was watching this little one walking around too — not can do! He could have answered.

By this time, the Sheriff pulled up (I was thanking the LORD!), I introduced myself to him and told him everything I knew, then the other woman who stopped told her story. Then Mr. Out-of-state man spoke up and told the Sheriff, “I’m an Uncle. I’m from…” I still don’t understand why he didn’t answer me when I asked, but the Sheriff took care of him. When they were talking, two ladies in another truck came claiming to be family (none looking like a young mother’s age).

We waited with that little girl for over 20 minutes until the Sheriff arrived and family came, but from the way she looked she must have been out there longer than that due to her feet, checks, and disorientation. She was so disoriented, thirsty, and so very hot. 😢

Happy to report a happy ending, (Praise the Lord) but I am saddened it happened. I rejoice in the prompting of the Lord in my heart, but one thing still bothers my soul deeply; those three older adults (who came for that child) responded to her with yelling, harsh questioning (yes, questioning a 2 yrs old), and more yelling. They did not check her out to see if she was okay, hurt, thirsty, scared, etc, they just yelled at her and justified their actions. From what I could see and hear, there was no personal responsibility taken for this child, this makes me sick. I am so glad that this little one is off the road, wasn’t hit, and that she is out of this weather, but I still fear for her.

I know the Sheriff is on it, but would you pray? Pray for her safety and care. My heart is burdened for this little one. My heart wants to rescue her. I don’t know her name, but God does — so for our sake, let’s call her Baby Claire.

Will you join me in prayer for “Baby Claire”? 🙏

Thank you for sharing in my burden.
God Bless you all.

In Christ I am SHE {Saved. HOPEFUL. Empowered.}

{my} Life Purpose Mission


Do you have a God-purpose mission statement for your life?

Over the years I have had a special verse but never really wrote out a ‘mission statement’ for my life, til recently. It is helpful. Why? It redirects thus continually gives purposes and focus, which is vital. Life is full of distractions and it is easy to become… well, distracted, even with good things.

Distractions don’t always have to be sinful or wrong. Many times it is our lack of seeking God first before we say, “yes.” Distractions are cloated in our own piety we call godliness or Christianity that end up drawing us away from the very God we are supposed to be serving or what God truly desires of us to be accomplish for His glory.

Last week in my devotions I read these verses (Colossians 1:28-29) and they hit me between the eyes. These verses are for me. You can have them too 😊 but don’t take mine if God hasn’t given them to you–because then you won’t live them for Him.

  • Seek the Lord first. Ask Him to show YOU!
  • Call upon Him and draw near to God — He will show you if you want to know what your God-purpose mission is or should be.
  • God doesn’t play shell games with His children. You ask, He will tell you!

I would love to know how the Lord leads in your life. What your God-purpose mission is. What your verse or verses are from Scripture and how the Lord has lead you! Would you share your story with me? With others here?

Go light your world for Christ!

In Christ I am SHE {Saved. Hopeful. Empowered.}

Two Small Fries | Matthew 28:19-20

We were recently on vacation. On one of our “meal” stops we had used coupons at this particular fast food restaurant. Happy that we had saved some monies, we took are places and waited for our food. To our surprise, we ended up with two extra drinks, two extra fries, and two extra cheeseburgers.

We prayed for our food and began eating. And yes, we had a conversation on how this had happened. It was clearly my mistake for I did not read the one coupon correctly. We didn’t need the extra drinks, we certainly didn’t want to eat the extra fries, and the cheeseburgers were still up in the air on what we would do with them.

What were we to do?

This is what happened…

We saw. We saw a teen boy sitting on the other side of the building. We asked him if he wanted some fries. He said no.

We continued eating.

By this time more folks had entered the restaurant.

We now saw a couple. We took over the fries, explained to them how we have extra fries and asked them if they would like them. The man smiled, patted his belly happily, said a hearty thank you and they took the fries.

We continued our meal then began the process of cleaning up when this thought came to mind, “Tell them about Me.”

We had shared love with these folks, physically, but their souls were more important than two small fries.

To my shame, my first response was, “I don’t want to bother them again.” Then the Spirit said, “How did you bother them the first time? They were happy to get those fries.” ((Convicted!!!))

Our conversation with the couple wasn’t long, but God-seeds were sown, to God’s glory! They were left with a specific tract that explains the Gospel in detail and we pray that someday they will come to Christ.

Later, as we were back on the highway, my soul was going through more conviction.

  1. I was convicted of my first response to not go. I couldn’t believe that was my first response, but at the same time I could. I was reminded, once again, that my flesh is weak and without Him I can do nothing (Matthew 26:41; John 15:5-7).
  2. I was convicted that if I didn’t go (back) who would tell them about Christ? (Matthew 28:19-20)

You see, we can not rely on other believers to fulfill our God given command. It doesn’t work that way. We are each responsible and accountable to obey. If we all responded like my first response, how would the message of Jesus Christ be proclaimed? It wouldn’t. Because we would be resting or relying on others to do what we ourselves have been commanded to do. And the last time I checked, that’s called disobedience.

Those fries were a tool, even in my mistake God used fries to help us share Himself with a couple who we do not know but God does.

I am glad we obeyed!

How’s your response to the Great Commission?

In Christ I am SHE {Saved. Hopeful. Empowered.}