The Sixth Street Bridge

The Sixth Street Bridge
At the tender age of 17, I walked across this bridge, alone, into Downtown Pittsburgh, with $300 in my pocket that my mother had given me to get an abortion. I went into the Fulton Building (in the picture) and did what I was told to do. I didn't have a choice - if I did, I wouldn't have chosen abortion.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

I have been changed For Good...

Lots to think about this weekend and reflect on since it's the one year anniversary of my Rachel's Vineyard retreat.  The Priest at our retreat used this song to demonstrate reconciliation and how sometimes, we are forever changed, For Good, even though it may have been something truly horrible that prompted that change in the beginning.  But with our Lord's infinite mercy, we find infinite grace. 

Who can say that I've been changed for the better?

I have a tiny circle of people that have held my hand and different parts along this journey and I have been changed for the better for having known all of them for whatever reason they reached out their hand for mine and helped me through. 

1 comment:

  1. Perhaps a good way for all of us to evaluate where we are as Christians is to ponder "This is my body." How do we follow that statement? Is it with "and I will do with it what I please" or with "which will be given up for you?" It seems to me that you have moved a long way on that scale.