Plan B
Plan B
Most people want their lives to follow “plan A”,
Which is whatever their biggest dreams are.
Most of the time, life does not turn out that way
So those who are wise also have a “plan B”.
The other career path if their first choice doesn’t work
out,
The other school if their favorite doesn’t accept them….
Plan B is also the name of a pill
That I don’t believe in using.
It is meant to be taken the night after sex gone awry,
And it triggers an early menstrual cycle,
Thus flushing out a possible two-cell fetus.
It is basically a sneaky, over-the-counter form of abortion.
When I was in my early 20’s,
I didn’t believe in it because I had read reviews
And learned that the side effects can be severe cramps,
Nausea, vomiting, heavy bleeding…
basically a period on crack.
For some reason, the thought of “dying” on my bathroom floor
Was more terrifying to me than the concept of
Being unwed and carrying a “watermelon” around
And all the judgment that would bring. LOL
Though I didn’t have an agenda
that involved hookups all over the place
I did occasionally stray from my pledge to stay pure
Until marriage.
So I knew I needed to think about the consequences.
Now I don’t believe
in the pill because I’m pro-life.
And also I’m in my late 20’s and married
And most of all a Christian.
My church follows the biblical teaching that
Intimacy is a gift for marriage and it is meant
To create children and all children are a gift from God.
While we don’t want any (yet),
And therefore practice our intimacy accordingly,
I don’t have a valid
reason to be “for” abortion.
The bible says children are a gift from God.
You know how it’s bad etiquette to give someone
A live animal as a present unless you know
They really wanted it?
If they didn’t really want a pet,
Now they have been given a gift that eats and poops.
And costs money.
And takes a lot of work.
That’s not thoughtful if they weren’t asking for one.
That’s kind of how I feel about babies right now.
Yet I know that if it was God’s divine plan for me
To be “blessed” with such a gift sometime
Within a year or two,
I should treat it as such-
A blessing and a gift. Not a burden.
And who knows? Maybe once I carry it around in my tummy
And then push it out and hold it in my arms,
I will feel differently.
For right now,
I need to construct my plan B.
Just in case the unexpected happens.
The first step is this blog post.
It’s an oath for all the internet to see.
The bold sentences above about being pro-life
Are my promise for all the world to see.
Even if a bun appears in my oven at the worst possible time.
My plan doesn’t involve a pill.
It’s the exact opposite.
It involves a preparedness kit.
It will literally be a little bank of knowledge
That will live in my computer
With links to all the helpful tools I will need
Should I find out I am expecting a package from God.
Even if I never need it because there’s never a jam,
It will come in handy should we ever want God to bless us
With a mini version of ourselves.
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