A few weeks ago, I read the first chapter of Abby Johnson’s book unPlanned. I was gripped by her story and knew I would read it as soon as I could find a copy of the book. I was excited to find out that our school librarian had purchased the book, and I immediately went home on Monday night and read the first third of the book. Last night I finished it.
This is an inspiring, hope-filled, fast-paced read about God’s forgiveness and the dramatic work He does in people’s lives. Abby describes her thinking at each point along her journey, and how she as a Christian could have two abortions and work for Planned Parenthood. I suspect that other women have followed the same lines of thinking and I pray that others will be warned of the way we can get enticed into ungodly thinking and encouraged to find hope and forgiveness in Christ. I highly recommend this book. In fact, I’ve already told a couple teachers and the girls in my first hour class about it.
This is a selection near the end of the book, after Abby left Planned Parenthood for the Coalition for Life. I love how she describes the freedom and forgiveness she found through the gospel of Jesus Christ.
I stepped off by myself. I closed my eyes and faced the building. I knew I needed to face this place. I had to face what I’d done. I had to acknowledge the part I’d played here. It was here that I’d aborted my second child. It was here I’d escorted women into the hands of Planned Parenthood. It was here I’d casually scheduled the deaths of countless children. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes.
I was standing face-to-face with my sin, embodied in that building. I allowed myself to feel the weight of it. I had to own it. And I did.
Sometimes, words fall too short.
I will say this. Good Friday has never been the same for me since.
Jesus took upon Himself the weight of the world’s sin on the cross. I cannot fathom such a weight. Yet I had a sense of the weight of the lives of my two unborn children and thousands of others I had willingly forfeited at the hands of an abortionist.
But Christ didn’t stay on the cross. He arose. And that is what I experienced that night. Once I truly owned the weight that night, I gave it to Jesus Christ at the fence. And He lifted it off my shoulders and off my soul.
As I looked upon the building between the bars of the fence, I knew that it was here that God called me out. I was not only facing the place of my sin. I was facing the place of my deliverance as well.
I prayed. The sounds of the busy street at my back faded away. I heard only silence. I was alone with God, communing with Him, meeting Him here in this place. Peace enveloped me, and I knew it was the peace that only God can give.
At the fence, beyond a shadow of doubt, my healing had begun.
Johnson, Abby and Cindy Lambert. unPlanned: The dramatic true story of a former Planned Parenthood leader’s eye-opening journey across the life line. Carol Stream, IL: Tyndale, 2010.