Adoption Stories

J.D.'s Story

     Sometime in the summer 1953 a young Air Force private discovered she was pregnant. She was alone, far from home and family, unmarried, and probably very ashamed and afraid. The father of her child took no responsibility for his part in this creation. I do not know if this woman considered getting an abortion, but because she worked I the medical corps, she probably had knowledge of how and where to acquire one illegally. Nor do I know if here decision to carry her baby to t4erm was based on here religious beliefs or moral values about the sanctity of life. I do know that she decided that her child would be born and would be loved.
     The young woman was discharged from the service upon news of here pregnancy. With no help from her family and no job, she was forced to live on her own. She soon came to the conclusion that she was not ready to be a mother and could not care for the child growing inside her. The young woman placed an ad in the newspaper indicating her desire to find a loving home for her unborn baby. After screening many offers, she decided to move in with a "40 something" couple that had been unable to conceive. She spent the remaining months of her pregnancy in the comfort of a home with people who loved her and her developing child.
     Interestingly, from reading the letters written by the young mother to the adoptive parents, this young nurses aide never referred to her unborn child as an embryo or a fetus, but only as "my baby" or "our baby." Although these are precise medical terms, pro-abortionists, in my opinion, have used them to dehumanize what is reality a human life.
     In April 1954 a boy was born and the young mother soon departed to go on with her life. She finished college, became a nurse, fell in love, married, and had two more children. At last report she is still married to the same man and her children are grown and happy.
     The adoptive parents raised the boy in a home where he was fed, clothed, educated, and loved. The boy grew to be a teenager. He did some fun things, a lot of stupid things, and a few good things. He became a Christian. He learned to love others. At age 18 he married his high school sweetheart and swore to be committed to one wife for life. He fathered two sons on his way to earning the three degrees he needed as tools to live out God's calling on his life. He has been given many opportunities to share God's love and truth through his work and has hopefully helped a few people along the way. His sons became men of faith and service - one a police officer, the other a minister. Both sons married godly women and are looking forward to having children of their own - one couple through adoption of special needs children. And the story goes on.
     I am able to write this letter giving testimony to God's hand in my life thanks to the choices made by my two mothers: one who loved me and gave me life, the other who provided a lifetime of love. My life was unplanned by the tow who provided the seed and egg of my creation. On the other hand, God had a plan for my life before my conception, just as he does for everyone.
     If abortion had been legal in 1954 and my life mother had made the "easy" choice of flushing me away, then God's plan for my life would have died as well. Instead, giving life and love to here child was of paramount importance, because to her life was sacred and valuable.
     My prayer to anyone facing an unplanned pregnancy is to consider not just your own life, but also the life God intended for your unborn child and your child's children. There are many in our community and beyond who, just like my adoptive parents, will help you and love you through your pregnancy and give your child a lifetime of love. There is a loving God who will supply your needs and equip you to endure the trials of life as He grows you through the. Choose life.

Grace to you,
J.D. Taylor, Ph.D.
College Station, Texas
jdtaylor@txcyber.com

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