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My mother, Terri, came from a challenging, divorced family. As a child, she struggled with epilepsy and was on medicine for much of her early life. My father, Allen, grew up in a Christian home. They both ended up in Boone, Iowa, fell in love, and got married in March of 1990.

In the spring of that year they discovered that my mom had a benign brain tumor, so she underwent surgery in July of 1990 to have it removed. A month later she became pregnant. Two people who had already walked through so much together were excited to begin a family together. Unfortunately a visit with the neurologist under whom my mom had been receiving care changed everything. As they walked into an appointment with him, he began to say things like “There is nothing worse than a deformed child.” He offered to perform a test to confirm his suspicions that their child would be born with handicaps but advised my parents that even if they didn’t want a test, termination of their pregnancy would be best. He even mathematically laid out his position to indicate just how probable it was that something would be wrong with this fetus.

The weight of the news left my parents nervous and a bit scared. Soon after, they met with a wonderful obstetrician who told them, “I am in the market to have babies, not get rid of them, so if you want this baby, let’s do this.”

My parents believed in the power of Jesus Christ and determined that whatever was to come, they would love this baby with all of their hearts. So for the next nine months, they prayed for a miracle. Their church family at the Open Bible church in Boone, Iowa, joined them in prayer for this miracle.

On May 1, 1991, a healthy 7 pound, 12 ounce baby girl was born, with big eyes and a head full of dark hair. Mine was the LIFE the doctor had said to terminate. A LIFE that a doctor said would be deformed. A LIFE that a doctor said would be worthless. A LIFE. Although my parents vowed they would never return to the neurologist’s office, my mom in those moments wanted to show him the beautiful, perfect baby that he wanted to get rid of.

My parents knew my life had destiny. Though the enemy had a plan, God had a better plan. My mom was healed from epilepsy. I was born healthy and made full in the image of my Creator. A life that a doctor said no to, God said yes to.

Jeremiah 29:11 says: “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Because of His plans, I was raised by two wonderful, God-fearing parents who went on to have four more children.

My parents chose life. With this life I have chosen to walk in accordance to God’s will and in obedience to the call on my life.

About the Author

MSG Cole authorAbby Cole, a licensed Open Bible minister, is the administrative assistant for Central Region of Open Bible Churches. She and her husband, Matthew, attend Experience Church of the Open Bible in Des Moines, Iowa, where Abby serves as the children’s pastor. The Coles have three beautiful daughters: Chloe, Olivia, and Ellie.

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