I observed that about half of the expectant were young girls
aged from about 18 to 25, none of whom had a ring on their fingers. Most of
them were unaccompanied; even the heavier ones who looked like they might pop their
child there and then.
"How can it be
that they are here all alone; where are the men in their lives, the men whose
seed they are carrying? Or did they conceive through artificial
insemination?" I wondered, flaring that most men love to roll in the hay
with the women they claim to love, but shun the responsibility that comes
with it.
I looked into the eyes of some of the girls and saw a
combination of loneliness, fear, shame and uncertainty. I didn't see on their
faces the joy or beauty that comes with knowing that you are going to bring new
life on earth. And that broke my heart. An avalanche of emotions seized me; I
wanted to reach out to one of the girls and hug her and tell her everything
would be alright. I also felt so enraged that if I met the man responsible for
any of the pregnancies I would punch the daylights out of him!
The whole of that afternoon I was thinking about what women
go through to bring life into this world. It's a privilege of untold
proportions that God gave them to give life. Imagine where any of us would be
without women!
As we celebrate International Women's Day today, my
heart will be with all the teenage mothers and those that are expectant. You
deserve the best that the world has to offer for what you go through for nine
laborious months of carrying a baby and for the strength of character that
sustain you.
I want you to know that no matter what, somebody out there cares.
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