I heard Jason Jones share his story in person a few years ago. Today, you can read it here.
A friend came running in and said, “Jones, your girlfriend’s on the phone and she’s crying.” So I ran out, knowing that I wasn’t supposed to leave my station or answer the phone. But I picked it up, and she was crying, as I have never heard a woman cry before. Ever. The only way that I can explain it is that her soul was crying. And she kept saying over and over and over again, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It wasn’t me.” And then her father said, “Jason,” over the other line, “I know your secret, and your secret’s gone. She had an abortion.”
As soon as he’d said that word, a sergeant reached over my shoulder and hung up the phone. So I punched him. Another drill sergeant grabbed me, but he saw that I was crying, just saying over and over again, “He killed my baby! He killed my baby!”
Very early on in my pro-life journey, I didn’t think twice about the impact of abortion on men and the fathers of aborted children. Women and babies were at the forefront of my mind. And then I read something by Randy Alcorn where he described support groups for men whose children had been aborted. And I was floored. This was, sadly, something I had never heard of, nor considered. I think this is something we need to talk about more. I’d like to share men’s stories more frequently, and I will do so when I come across them.
Anyway. Today’s thought of the day.by