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I've been thinking more about what I wrote yesterday, and my heart is still heavy.
Today, my friend Caroline and I talked about this brokenness. She reminded me of something that happened in April of 2008, and then she wrote more on her blog today. In some ways, her thoughts are a continuation of my own... more food for thought and pleas for prayer.
Something struck me in the quiet moments of this morning as I was getting ready for my day... Many of us often say that when there are no other options, abandonment in a public place where a child is sure to be discovered is an act of love. And it is. I often say that myself.
But even more deeply than that, it is an act of desperation.
A level of desperation that I will probably never experience in my entire life.
I think that's what is grieving my heart right now... Unlike you and me, these women have no choices.
And they never even get to know the answer to the most basic question... is my child alive or dead?