Anthony Pritchard
Well-Known Member
She Chose Life
Years ago, I devoted a section of my website to the subject of abortion. I wrote it because I believed then, as I do now, that every human life begins at conception, bears the image of God and possesses inherent value.
Most of the time, a writer never knows what becomes of his words. Articles are published, pages are read, and life moves on. The results often remain unseen.
Then one day I received a message from a woman. She told me that she had been planning to have an abortion. Before making that decision, she read the material on my website. Those pages caused her to stop and reconsider.
She chose life.
Months later, she gave birth to a son.
Then she told me something I have never forgotten.
She named the child Anthony.
People sometimes speak of something making their day, their month, or their year. This was not one of those moments. There is no measure of time for something like that.
I cannot adequately describe what I felt when I read her message. Gratitude. Humility. Awe. A deep awareness that God can use even imperfect words written by ordinary people to accomplish things far beyond anything they could have imagined.
I have long since forgotten many articles I have written. I have forgotten many arguments I have won and many discussions I have lost. The website itself is long gone now, surviving only in internet archives, but I have never forgotten that message.
Somewhere in this world walks a man named Anthony whose mother chose life. That knowledge has remained with me through the years as a reminder that truth spoken with conviction can matter more than we will ever know.
We rarely see the full results of our labor. Occasionally, by God's grace, we are permitted a glimpse. This was one of those glimpses.
~Tony
Years ago, I devoted a section of my website to the subject of abortion. I wrote it because I believed then, as I do now, that every human life begins at conception, bears the image of God and possesses inherent value.
Most of the time, a writer never knows what becomes of his words. Articles are published, pages are read, and life moves on. The results often remain unseen.
Then one day I received a message from a woman. She told me that she had been planning to have an abortion. Before making that decision, she read the material on my website. Those pages caused her to stop and reconsider.
She chose life.
Months later, she gave birth to a son.
Then she told me something I have never forgotten.
She named the child Anthony.
People sometimes speak of something making their day, their month, or their year. This was not one of those moments. There is no measure of time for something like that.
I cannot adequately describe what I felt when I read her message. Gratitude. Humility. Awe. A deep awareness that God can use even imperfect words written by ordinary people to accomplish things far beyond anything they could have imagined.
I have long since forgotten many articles I have written. I have forgotten many arguments I have won and many discussions I have lost. The website itself is long gone now, surviving only in internet archives, but I have never forgotten that message.
Somewhere in this world walks a man named Anthony whose mother chose life. That knowledge has remained with me through the years as a reminder that truth spoken with conviction can matter more than we will ever know.
We rarely see the full results of our labor. Occasionally, by God's grace, we are permitted a glimpse. This was one of those glimpses.
~Tony