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Most every young person has them. Well, I say that as someone who was once a young person who had them. But when I was a young person, the world didn’t seem nearly as hopeless. So, it wasn’t difficult to picture my future dreams. And what I would do to help make them come true.

But young people might be afraid to think about future dreams now.

Because they have to deal with the daily onslaught of fearmongering. Diseases. Viruses. Pandemics. Climate calamities. Global financial crises. Overpopulation.

And, on top of all that, there’s the constant reminders that women aren’t complete unless they exert their independence and join the workforce. And you can’t do all that with the burden of kids weighing you down. So, young women, whose future dreams include marriage and homemaking, are belittled and ridiculed.

And that plot line has played out for decades now. So deeply ingrained into the corporate consciousness that young women don’t just give up their own future dreams. They rob other people of theirs, too. And those who encourage that behavior like to sugarcoat it with the motto: “My body, my choice.” But the heartbreaking truth is, it’s not their body that is destroyed. And not their own life that is stolen.

Most young people will never see what I’m sharing here. And even if some do, probably most of them won’t care even a little bit. But if YOU are someone who wants true, lasting happiness, I urge to consider how important you are to your Creator. And consider His guidelines for a happier, healthier life.

If you’ve already crossed that line and created a new, yet still unborn, life, and you think abortion is the solution, I urge you to reconsider…

The Choice You’re Making Now

You’re standing on the edge of a decision.
You’re hiding from the eyes of future dreams.
You think you’re facing cold hearts and derision,
But this life isn’t always what it seems.

You’re drowning in the murky mass opinion.
You’re gasping for a breath of fresher air.
Denial of the truth makes you a minion,
Denial of a life means you don’t care.

Caught in a whirlwind, swimming in flames…
Counting the faces without any names,
And it’s the choice you might make now that blames
You.

You tell yourself it’s sweet emancipation.
But, sadly, you will just become a slave
To nightmares, lies, and selfish adoration
Of ideas reaching far beyond the grave.

Before erasing someone else’s chances
For life and liberty and happiness,
At least you get to choose your circumstances.
Why would you want them having any less?

Caught in a whirlwind, swimming in flames…
Counting the faces without any names,
And it’s the choice you might make now that blames
You.

Keep your baby. Let me know that you did. And I’ll send you some music your baby will love. It won’t cost you a penny. Because the life and future dreams you save can be an everlasting payment.

Stay tuned,