A Child’s Prayer for Life – Heather Hobbs-Human Rights Activist

I spoke at a church on Sunday. What I loved about it was that I had the opportunity to focus more on the journey of finding my faith and how choosing life got me there to that point. Before we started, my oldest child said an opening prayer. It filled my heart with joy hearing her sweet quiet voice asking for all to hear the message of life that God has for them.

This angel was the one that saved me when I saved her. I can’t even behind to express the deep special love I have for this girl. Soon she will be a teenager and I know some things will change. What I do know will never change is her huge tender heart! She is so pure and kind to others. You would never know that she was conceived through a violent rape. She is her own person and doesn’t deserve any poor treatment because of the crimes of her biological father.

When people meet her they see a beautiful bright light. They see a girl who tells awkward not very funny jokes that end up being funny because they make zero sense. An amazing big sister and lover of all animals. They see someone who loves Jesus with all of her heart. People see her deep desire to serve and minister to others in every way she possibly can. Her love just radiates! As does her unshakable faith and smile.

She hopes to be a prolife speaker one day. Also, an OBGYN and mother of 10. She wants to help me with my huge goals of one day having many pregnancy resource centers that also offer maternity housing for women and their children all over the United States. Sunday evening was her first chance to be in front of others in this capacity, aside from being on stage at our own church. I love that she has those ambitions. I’ve told her they may change one day, and that’s okay. What matters is that stays true to her core beliefs and helps the world be a better place, always!

This is not the child of a rapist, this is the child of a rape survivor. She is a person with her very own intrinsic value! She fought resiliently to live when that same man attempted to end her life by force as she was growing within me. She blessed me beyond measure after she was born by helping me to heal from that traumatic time in my life. I was ready to be done with it all! She continually helped me grow as a person and eventually led me to my faith and my husband. Because of HER I lost the desire to end my life and gained the will to fight for both of us! She helped me so abundantly that I could write about her for hours.

She saved my life when I saved hers. I can never fully show my gratitude for her inner beauty, tenderness, and dedication to all things good. The best way I know how to thank her for all she’s done for me is to keep providing her with the things I didn’t have growing up; stability, consistency, tenderness, and love without limitations. I never once have regretted choosing life for her. Her humanity superseded my choice. I will keep fighting to raise my children in a world that does not discriminate against people of all ages regardless of race, gender, disability, or way of conception.