My
Testimony
The year was 1996...my
son Jake was 22 years old when he called me to
say "mom, do you have some time, I would like to come over.
I have something I need to talk to you about." Although I was not
sure why Jake needed to come over to talk to me rather then talk
on the phone. I suspected his girlfriend was pregnant by the
quietness of his voice.
He
came in the house, gave me a hug (he was 6'3" and he always greeted
me with his BIG hug) and asked if we could sit outside, so we sat
at the BBQ table. He says "mom, hold my hand, I want to tell you
something" tears began to run down his cheek and I knew this was
so difficult for him to come to me.
"Mom"
he said (his face covered in tears)... "AAAAbortion."
"Oh,
Jake" I said, his pain piercing my heart...the word ABORTION was
not what I was expecting to hear, as I realized now there is no
baby.
"Jake"
I said, with our hands held tightly together. We need to pray
the "Our Father".and we began "Our Father who art in Heaven..."
As we prayed the Our Father there was a presence or power that I
cannot describe, God coming through me to Jake, it was God's LOVE
and it was God's HEALING gift. There are not words to describe
the oneness of God, Jake and I at that
moment we were saying the Our Father together.
There
was not much Jake said after that except, "I needed to tell you...I
had gone to confession and the pain was still there...I told her
(his girlfriend)
she could do what she wanted...I didn't think anyone would find
out...it has been 6 months but there was this pain...a pain that
would not go away...I knew I had to tell you."
Well,
I knew now that I had to do something more. I knew I did need
to move from the darkness (abortion) to the light (God's
healing love). Jake knew that I was pro-life; our family has a legacy
of raising adopted children. I grew up with 3 adopted siblings,
my daughter and her husband have 3 adopted children. In our
family Jake's youngest brother is adopted with special needs...BUT
now I need to do something more.
I
became our church's Respect Life Ministry Representative since we
were without one at the time and the person before me had taken
it on for 25 years. I had followed up a request in our church
bulletin asking for volunteers to be trained to answer hot line
calls for a crisis pregnancy center. Then later while working at
my Respect Life table a visiting priest came to me and asked if
I would spend time visiting girls in prison who were pregnant. I
have for many years now taken on all that I could to help educate
and bring hope to those in crisis.
It
had only been 3 years after Jake had shared with me that day, the
pain he carried from the abortion. It was on a Sunday, I was at
my Respect Life Table and he had come out of Mass so peace filled
and said to me, "mom that was the best gospel I have ever heard,
the woman at the well story, they should read it more often."
(John
4, 1-42 The Samartian Woman ). I knew
with all my heart, God had touched Jake's heart with His healing
love. I said, "do you want to come to dinner"...he
said "no, I have to go and study" (he was going on the fire
department). Jake and I gave each other what we did not know at
the time was to be our last HUG and EMBRACE. On the following Friday,
March 12, 1999 Jake was called home to the loving arms of Our Father
when he was killed instantly in a mountain biking accident at the
age of 25.
Mary
(Jake's mom) |