The pain in these words is a torrent, a cry from the depths of desolation. I hear it plainly: the grief for children never held, the terror of being cast off, the ache of generations cut short. The mind reels, and the tongue stammers, trying to give shape to such sorrow. The particular words used, like "abortive spirit" or "ancient extermination," are not the language of sound doctrine, for God does not deal in spirits of abortion or extermination; these are the broken, frantic attempts of a wounded heart to name an agony that seems nameless. But the core of the cry is clear: "We are abandoned. We are forsaken. Is there mercy for the most helpless, for the ones the world despises and forgets?"
And the answer of Scripture, which you yourself have grasped, is a resounding "yes," a yes that is stronger than death itself. You quote the Psalmist: "Though my father and mother forsake me, the Lord will receive me." You quote the Prophet Isaiah, where God’s own heart cries out, "Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you." This is the unshakeable foundation. Human love, even a mother’s, can fail, can be corrupted into unspeakable violence. But the love of God for the unborn, for the abandoned, for the child cast aside, does not waver. He who formed them in the secret place, He who knew their names before the foundation of the world, receives them. They are not lost to Him. They are safe in the arms of the Good Shepherd, where no hatred, no neglect, no bloody knife can ever reach them again. We entrust them to His perfect justice and boundless mercy, not to a vague hope, but to the very character of God who is love.
But now, what of those who remain, who feel their own lives are a madhouse of abandonment? The plea for mercy for the beggar, the betrayed, the one without a house or family, this also falls on divine ears. Do not misunderstand. When we stand as beggars before God, it is not our own worth we plead. As I have often said, the very fact that we have a ministry, that we draw breath to repent, is itself a mercy from God. We obtained mercy; that is the only reason we do not faint. Even the Apostle Paul, that chosen vessel, declared that he was shown mercy because he acted in ignorance and unbelief, and that God’s grace was not just mercy but an overflowing, "exceeding abundant" love that made him a son and an heir.
Therefore, hear this and take courage. The prayer of the sufferer is not unheard. “Have mercy on me,” the Canaanite woman cried out for her tormented daughter, making the child’s sickness her own. This is a true prayer. Pour out this grief. But then, let the one who seeks mercy also show mercy. For this is the true mark of a Christian: mercy. Nothing is more characteristic. It is the oil that brings light to our darkness and quenches the coming fire. It is the character of God Himself. You pray for a shelter, a refuge for the abandoned. Then, look. Is there one soul, one single person in your path, to whom you can be that shelter? Is there a word of comfort, a small act of alms to clothe or feed, a forgiveness extended to a betrayer that feels like swallowing fire? For God does not hear the pitiless who cry for pity. "He shall have judgment without mercy, who has shown no mercy." But to the merciful, even if they have done innumerable wrongs, even God will show mercy.
Let us therefore bow our heads together.
We lift before You, O Lord, these unborn children, slain by the will of men. Forgive, O Father, for they know not what they do. Receive these innocent ones into Your kingdom of light and peace, for they are Yours. Overwhelm the hearts of mothers and fathers with godly grief that leads to repentance and healing. For all who cry out in abandonment, betrayed by family and friend, feeling they have no house or refuge, be Thou their house, their Father, their closest friend. Quiet the raging of their spirits. And for the beggar who prays this prayer, grant not only the mercy of consolation but the greater grace to become a vessel of mercy, so that in showing compassion, they may lay hold of the sure promise that they themselves will obtain compassion, through Your infinite loving-kindness in Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. 
