Youth Blog

The world tells you that to be empathetic, you can’t limit other people in anything. You have to accept them for who they are and accept their ideology. Pro-aborts target these vulnerable, empathetic hearts, using stories of young girls and the horrible situations in which people find themselves to pull your heart strings. They say that if you limit their access to abortion, you are guilty of not loving and caring for them. 

I remember when the idea of abortion first started circulating on my social media. I didn’t know much about it, but I was beginning to be influenced by their focus on empathy. The stories of the young girl who found herself pregnant as a result of incest and the teenager who got pregnant after being raped pulled on my heart. 

The girls in these situations have endured some of the most traumatic experiences a person can face. As a young teenager myself, I couldn’t imagine being in a situation like that. I couldn’t imagine these young girls, who were still children themselves, having to carry and deliver a child. The pro-aborts had managed to weasel their ideologies into my empathetic heart. 

I remember one evening having a brief conversation with my parents about these thoughts. Although this happened three or four years ago, I still vividly remember the conversation. I had asked my parents about these cases and how awful it was for these girls. I didn't want them to feel burdened and endure the trials that came with pregnancy, but I also knew that abortion was wrong.  

My parents' response has stuck with me ever since and kick-started my journey to doing more pro-life activism. They told me that I couldn’t sit on both sides. I couldn’t call myself pro-life but allow abortion in certain situations. If I thought abortion could be okay in these situations, then I would be pro-abortion. And that’s it.  

I thank God that this comment stuck with me and that it shaped how I view abortion. From that moment forward, I knew that abortion was wrong in every instance. I knew some women would face great trials, but we had to offer them help and assistance in choosing life, not death and lasting pain.  

I have grown a lot since that conversation. I have gained a greater knowledge about the pro-life movement and how we can offer support to any young woman who finds herself in a situation where abortion seems like the only option. There is always another option. Abortion is never necessary.  

This segues into my first form of pro-life activism. In October 2024, I participated in a Life Chain held outside McMaster Children’s Hospital. It was an hour spent in prayer, peacefully protesting the injustice of abortion. 

I met many pro-lifers and had an amazing conversation with one of the women who was protesting alongside me. I remember how she encouraged me to pray. During that hour, I prayed for our government officials to see the value of human life from conception, for those who had had an abortion, for those who were considering an abortion, for people that were affected by abortion, for those who had made the choice to keep their child and raise them, and for women who had made the difficult choice to give up their child for adoption. 

Later that day, I had a conversation with one of my friends, which led me to see just how naïve I still was. I was unaware of how many Christians still thought that abortion was okay, especially in certain situations. Although, based on my own story, that shouldn’t have surprised me. I knew, after that conversation, that I had to become more involved in the pro-life movement and learn how to defend my position and beliefs.  

That conversation and the experience I had at Life Chain encouraged me to find ways I could engage in pro-life action. Little did I know that God was making plans for that desire to transpire the very next summer. 

This summer, I began working for Campaign Life Coalition as a summer intern. Although I have only been here for six weeks, I have already learned how to stand for what I believe and do it confidently and respectfully. My desire to never back down and always stand for what is right has grown. My ability to use my voice has developed.  

I have been able to participate in “Choice” Chain, a form of activism where the truth of abortion is brought to the public, and conversations are had with those encountered on the street. Despite the apologetics sessions I had attended, I was still nervous to have a conversation the first time I went out. I spent my first “Choice” Chain listening and watching how other people conducted themselves when conversing with those passing by. The next few times I went, I stepped out of my comfort zone and engaged with people walking by. Many continued walking by without a second glance. Others offered their support for what we were doing, and some hurled insults. 

I remember feeling so nervous handing out the fliers with information about abortion and asking people what they thought about the topic. I haven’t had many conversations yet, but during the few I have had, I was filled with peace. I didn’t feel nervous while talking, and I can only attribute that to the peace of God working in me and the knowledge that God would give me the words to say. 

After every conversation, I recognized how my nerves had ceased during the conversation. It made me think about how the devil wants our pro-life work to end. He wants the genocide of pre-born children to continue. He doesn’t want us to share our voice. I know that he was doing everything he could to stop me from raising my voice, but God is more powerful than that. He alone granted me the strength and peace I needed to have these conversations.  

As much as I wish this work didn’t have to be done, I am grateful that I can be part of the voice that won’t be silenced. The voice that will share the truth. The voice that won’t back down until every human life is valued from conception to natural death and abortion is made not only illegal but unthinkable.