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A Message For Women Who Are Considering An Abortion
Who Was the "Roe" of Roe vs. Wade?
Ms. Norma L. McCorvey was born September 22, 1947 in Simmesport, Louisiana. In 1969, two lawyers
from Texas, Sarah Weddington and Linda Coffee, were looking to overturn the Texas abortion statute.
They approached a pregnant Norma McCorvey. In the end, Norma signed on the dotted line, making her
the plaintiff in an abortion suit against the State of Texas. This case would later evolve into the
infamous Supreme Court case, Roe v. Wade, that legalized abortion in this country.
After over 28 years of guilt-induced drug binges and various jobs in abortion clinics in an attempt to
justify her involvement in the legalization of abortion, Norma McCorvey did the unthinkable. As the
former "poster-girl" for abortion who, in the words of a friend, "jumped off the poster and into the
arms of Christ," Norma truly began to live her life for herself. In 1995, Norma was baptized and gave
her life to God. She literally moved next door from the abortion clinic at which she was working to the
national offices of the prominent pro-life organization, Operation Rescue.
Later, feeling a need to share her personal message, Norma founded Roe No More Ministry in 1997 (now
called “Crossing Over Ministry”) with the mission of exposing the lie that is Roe v. Wade and to share
with the world what she knows about "choice." She knows the truth of Roe v. Wade and the lie upon
which it all started. Roe v. Wade is not liberation for women, but was a case based on lies and deceit.
She has also worked in abortion clinics and knows what really happens behind closed doors. She knows
what the women go through.
Miss Norma is now dedicated to reversing what she was a part of some three decades ago. As its
mission says, her ministry is "dedicated to spreading the truth: to know things as they are." Norma now
speaks the truth, and this ministry is dedicated to spreading the truth as Norma lived it.
Central to Miss Norma's message is her unparalleled support of Crisis Pregnancy solutions. She recently
commented that "instead of supporting organizations such as Planned Parenthood with taxpayer money, we
should support local Crisis Pregnancy Centers who provide women with options other than killing their
children…Women need to be fully informed…believe me, I've seen first-hand how inadequate the
counseling by abortion providers really is."
from Texas, Sarah Weddington and Linda Coffee, were looking to overturn the Texas abortion statute.
They approached a pregnant Norma McCorvey. In the end, Norma signed on the dotted line, making her
the plaintiff in an abortion suit against the State of Texas. This case would later evolve into the
infamous Supreme Court case, Roe v. Wade, that legalized abortion in this country.
After over 28 years of guilt-induced drug binges and various jobs in abortion clinics in an attempt to
justify her involvement in the legalization of abortion, Norma McCorvey did the unthinkable. As the
former "poster-girl" for abortion who, in the words of a friend, "jumped off the poster and into the
arms of Christ," Norma truly began to live her life for herself. In 1995, Norma was baptized and gave
her life to God. She literally moved next door from the abortion clinic at which she was working to the
national offices of the prominent pro-life organization, Operation Rescue.
Later, feeling a need to share her personal message, Norma founded Roe No More Ministry in 1997 (now
called “Crossing Over Ministry”) with the mission of exposing the lie that is Roe v. Wade and to share
with the world what she knows about "choice." She knows the truth of Roe v. Wade and the lie upon
which it all started. Roe v. Wade is not liberation for women, but was a case based on lies and deceit.
She has also worked in abortion clinics and knows what really happens behind closed doors. She knows
what the women go through.
Miss Norma is now dedicated to reversing what she was a part of some three decades ago. As its
mission says, her ministry is "dedicated to spreading the truth: to know things as they are." Norma now
speaks the truth, and this ministry is dedicated to spreading the truth as Norma lived it.
Central to Miss Norma's message is her unparalleled support of Crisis Pregnancy solutions. She recently
commented that "instead of supporting organizations such as Planned Parenthood with taxpayer money, we
should support local Crisis Pregnancy Centers who provide women with options other than killing their
children…Women need to be fully informed…believe me, I've seen first-hand how inadequate the
counseling by abortion providers really is."
For some of people the biggest decision you have to make at 19 years old is what to major in, whether
to take spring/summer classes, where they want to work, normal young adult things.
In February, 2003 when I was 19 years old I found out that I was pregnant. The father of the child
was my ex-boyfriend, who happened to be a heroine addict, and I myself had just quit using drugs and
moved back home, 3 weeks prior to finding out that I was pregnant. When I found out I immediately
called my mother, and, as scared as I was, told her. She came home from work and met me at home so
that we could tell my dad together.
My parents were not happy about the pregnancy, but they were completely supportive. They gave me a
choice to make. The first option was that I could have the baby, stay living with them. My mom would
quit working so that she could babysit, and I would work and go to school. The second option was that
they would give me the money for an abortion, which they were against, but said it was my choice. At
first I said that I would never, could never have an abortion. I had never understood how anyone could
kill their baby. But then, in the days following, I started to consider it. I was scared to death. I was
still a kid, how was I going to raise a child. And it didn't help that the father pretty much told me to
get lost when I told him.
I had a choice to make. I sat down and weighed out my options. I could have this child, which would
change my entire life, or I could have an abortion and go on with my wild ways. I made my choice. And
I'm not going to lie, for those next 35 weeks (I was 5 weeks pregnant when I officially made my choice)
I questioned my decision almost every day.
That August at 7 months pregnant I started going to church, which made me even more sure of my
decision. And at 9:20 pm, on Oct 31, 2003 all of the questions about that decision were gone. The
answer was clear, all 8lbs 3oz of her, that was my choice, and I had made the right one.
It wasn't easy being a single mom, I'm not gonna lie about that. I continued going to church, and my
pastor kept saying I had a choice to make. This was an even bigger decision than the last one. I had to
choose whether or not I wanted Jesus in my life. And I made my choice, and in April, 2004 I accepted
Jesus into my life. I was forgiven for all my sins, and I got to start over. But life still wasn't easy, but
God was there to see me through.
One of the best days of my life was in 2006, when my daughter was 3 years old. My father had just
got done preaching his first service. I was so proud of him, he had only been saved for 3 years and now
he was preaching. The pastor was at the pulpit doing the altar call, my daughter looked at my dad and
said, when is it my turn to go up there and ask Jesus into my life, and my dad said right now. One of
the teens, who is now going into the mission field, took her by the hand, lead her to the altar, and at
only 3 years old my choice accepted Jesus into her heart. I knew right then that she was going to do
great things for the work of God. It was that night that I came to the realization that she wasn't a
choice, but a responsibility, and it was my responsibility to raise her to be a Godly woman.
Today I am 25 years old. My choice/responsibility just turned 5, and is in kindergarten. I am married
to a wonderful Godly man, and I have a beautiful 2 month old baby boy. I used to say that my daughter
saved my life, because of her I stopped partying and using drugs. But now I say that God saved my life
by giving me my daughter, my wake up call, my choice. My choice was between right and wrong, life and
death, righteousness and sin, it's that easy.
-- Posted By Timarie Szwed on Nov, 18 2008
to take spring/summer classes, where they want to work, normal young adult things.
In February, 2003 when I was 19 years old I found out that I was pregnant. The father of the child
was my ex-boyfriend, who happened to be a heroine addict, and I myself had just quit using drugs and
moved back home, 3 weeks prior to finding out that I was pregnant. When I found out I immediately
called my mother, and, as scared as I was, told her. She came home from work and met me at home so
that we could tell my dad together.
My parents were not happy about the pregnancy, but they were completely supportive. They gave me a
choice to make. The first option was that I could have the baby, stay living with them. My mom would
quit working so that she could babysit, and I would work and go to school. The second option was that
they would give me the money for an abortion, which they were against, but said it was my choice. At
first I said that I would never, could never have an abortion. I had never understood how anyone could
kill their baby. But then, in the days following, I started to consider it. I was scared to death. I was
still a kid, how was I going to raise a child. And it didn't help that the father pretty much told me to
get lost when I told him.
I had a choice to make. I sat down and weighed out my options. I could have this child, which would
change my entire life, or I could have an abortion and go on with my wild ways. I made my choice. And
I'm not going to lie, for those next 35 weeks (I was 5 weeks pregnant when I officially made my choice)
I questioned my decision almost every day.
That August at 7 months pregnant I started going to church, which made me even more sure of my
decision. And at 9:20 pm, on Oct 31, 2003 all of the questions about that decision were gone. The
answer was clear, all 8lbs 3oz of her, that was my choice, and I had made the right one.
It wasn't easy being a single mom, I'm not gonna lie about that. I continued going to church, and my
pastor kept saying I had a choice to make. This was an even bigger decision than the last one. I had to
choose whether or not I wanted Jesus in my life. And I made my choice, and in April, 2004 I accepted
Jesus into my life. I was forgiven for all my sins, and I got to start over. But life still wasn't easy, but
God was there to see me through.
One of the best days of my life was in 2006, when my daughter was 3 years old. My father had just
got done preaching his first service. I was so proud of him, he had only been saved for 3 years and now
he was preaching. The pastor was at the pulpit doing the altar call, my daughter looked at my dad and
said, when is it my turn to go up there and ask Jesus into my life, and my dad said right now. One of
the teens, who is now going into the mission field, took her by the hand, lead her to the altar, and at
only 3 years old my choice accepted Jesus into her heart. I knew right then that she was going to do
great things for the work of God. It was that night that I came to the realization that she wasn't a
choice, but a responsibility, and it was my responsibility to raise her to be a Godly woman.
Today I am 25 years old. My choice/responsibility just turned 5, and is in kindergarten. I am married
to a wonderful Godly man, and I have a beautiful 2 month old baby boy. I used to say that my daughter
saved my life, because of her I stopped partying and using drugs. But now I say that God saved my life
by giving me my daughter, my wake up call, my choice. My choice was between right and wrong, life and
death, righteousness and sin, it's that easy.
-- Posted By Timarie Szwed on Nov, 18 2008
I had to make a choice...
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The Story of Dr. Alveda King - Niece of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
I am a mother of six living children, and I am a grandmother. I am also a post-abortive mother. In the
early 1970’s, I suffered one involuntary and one voluntary abortion.
My involuntary abortion was performed just prior to Roe v. Wade by my private physician without my
consent. I had gone to the doctor to ask why my cycle had not resumed after the birth of my son. I
did not ask for and did not want an abortion. The doctor said, “You don’t need to be pregnant, let’s
see.” He proceeded to perform a painful examination which resulted in a gush of blood and tissue
emanating from my womb. He explained that he had performed a “local D and C.”
Soon after the Roe v. Wade decision, I became pregnant again. There was adverse pressure and threat
of violence from the baby’s father. The ease and convenience provided through Roe v. Wade made it too
easy for me to make the fateful and fatal decision to abort our child.
I went to a doctor and was advised that the procedure would hurt no more than “having a tooth
removed.” The next day, I was admitted to the hospital, and our baby was aborted. My medical
insurance paid for the procedure. As soon as I woke up, I knew that something was very wrong. I felt
very ill, and very empty. I tried to talk to the doctor and nurses about it. They assured me that “it
will all go away in a few days. You will be fine.” They lied.
Over the next few years, I experienced medical problems. I had trouble bonding with my son, and his
five siblings who were born after the abortions. I began to suffer from eating disorders, depression,
nightmares, sexual dysfunctions and a host of other issues related to the abortion that I chose to have.
I felt angry about both abortions, and very guilty about the abortion I chose to have. The guilt made
me very ill.
My children have all suffered from knowing that they have a brother or sister that their mother chose
to abort. Often they ask if I ever thought about aborting them and have said, “You killed our baby.”
This is very painful for all of us. Also, my mother and grandparents were very sad to know about the
loss of the baby. The aborted child’s father also regrets the abortion. If it had not been for Roe v.
Wade, I would never have had that abortion.
More on Dr. King's story and her life ministry can be found here: http://www.silentnomoreawareness.org
early 1970’s, I suffered one involuntary and one voluntary abortion.
My involuntary abortion was performed just prior to Roe v. Wade by my private physician without my
consent. I had gone to the doctor to ask why my cycle had not resumed after the birth of my son. I
did not ask for and did not want an abortion. The doctor said, “You don’t need to be pregnant, let’s
see.” He proceeded to perform a painful examination which resulted in a gush of blood and tissue
emanating from my womb. He explained that he had performed a “local D and C.”
Soon after the Roe v. Wade decision, I became pregnant again. There was adverse pressure and threat
of violence from the baby’s father. The ease and convenience provided through Roe v. Wade made it too
easy for me to make the fateful and fatal decision to abort our child.
I went to a doctor and was advised that the procedure would hurt no more than “having a tooth
removed.” The next day, I was admitted to the hospital, and our baby was aborted. My medical
insurance paid for the procedure. As soon as I woke up, I knew that something was very wrong. I felt
very ill, and very empty. I tried to talk to the doctor and nurses about it. They assured me that “it
will all go away in a few days. You will be fine.” They lied.
Over the next few years, I experienced medical problems. I had trouble bonding with my son, and his
five siblings who were born after the abortions. I began to suffer from eating disorders, depression,
nightmares, sexual dysfunctions and a host of other issues related to the abortion that I chose to have.
I felt angry about both abortions, and very guilty about the abortion I chose to have. The guilt made
me very ill.
My children have all suffered from knowing that they have a brother or sister that their mother chose
to abort. Often they ask if I ever thought about aborting them and have said, “You killed our baby.”
This is very painful for all of us. Also, my mother and grandparents were very sad to know about the
loss of the baby. The aborted child’s father also regrets the abortion. If it had not been for Roe v.
Wade, I would never have had that abortion.
More on Dr. King's story and her life ministry can be found here: http://www.silentnomoreawareness.org