The Unnamed Innocent

I was reading this morning an article about the death of George Floyd. The writer encouraged us to remember this man’s name and speak of the injustice he suffered. He died after being pinned to the ground by a police officer. Thank God for mobile phones. His treatment was videoed and broadcast throughout the world.

Violence and protest marches took place in many cities in America and around the world, despite the guidance of our governments not to gather in groups due to the pandemic. People voiced their outrage at the death of George Floyd.

I have been reflecting recently on the importance of one’s name. I believe God calls me by my name. A priest gave me my name when I was baptised as an infant. Then a child was baptised soon after her birth. He called me Angela. This means Messanger, like the Angels, who are messengers of God. He gave me a second name, Petronella. This means solid like a rock. My names are prophetic for my life. I survived as a baby, despite many infants dying from diseases and Ill health. I survived rheumatic fever later when I was nine years old. Untreated this can leave one disabled. I have survived broken limbs. I survived malignant cancer ten years ago. I gave birth to fourteen children. I’m staying alive!

I now tell others about the God who created me in my mother’s womb and who cared for me all the days of my life.

“O Lord, you alone are my hope. I’ve trusted you, O Lord, from childhood. Yes, you have been with me from birth; from my mother’s womb you have cared for me. No wonder I am always praising you!”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭71:5-6‬ ‭NLT‬‬
“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭139:13‬ ‭NIV‬‬

He is God Almighty, his son Jesus and his Holy Spirit, three in one. I am fulfilling my name Angela. God has made me like a rock to survive many difficulties thrown at me. I am fulfilling my name Petronella.

In the Holocaust Museum in Jerusalem is recorded the names of most of the six million Jews who died in the concentration camps. In so far as possible each one is mentioned by name and where he was from. These records are a memorial on the earth to each one who died. He is remembered by his people after him by name. Each one mattered.

Every year on November the eleventh in Britain, leaders and people gather in towns at a Memorial Stone where the names of soldiers who died in World wars are recorded. They are remembered by name. They are given dignity and their memory honored.

A thought came to me the other day. What about the little children who have been aborted in my country since March this year. They have not been given a name. They will not be celebrated by each one’s mother or father. Get rid of the unseen problem. There is no mobile phone to record the lethal injection. There is no photo taken at the child’s birth. No beautiful clothes to cover the child’s nakedness. Northern Ireland was a safe place for me to have my children.

But God sees.
“You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭139:16‬ ‭NLT‬‬

The unborn children return to God who created them . He is caring for them. They will be remembered as those whose blood was shed. There is eternal life. There is a heaven where there will be no more pain. God is loving but he is the God of justice. He saw the unformed body in the womb. He keeps a record in his book. He remembers and he will bring justice for shed blood of the innocent children.

Jesus told us to use his name to pray to the Father in heaven. I am writing this article in Jesus name. There is power in the name of Jesus. His name is the name above all names. In the end every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.

5 thoughts on “The Unnamed Innocent

  1. A very moving blog, Angela. Recently Raymond and I heard of a parent who dreamed about the child whom she lost when she miscarried. The child was in heaven with the Lord, but had no name, because her parents had never named her. The child told her mother, ‘I’m waiting for you to come and meet me and give me my name.’ The parents, after this dream, gave their baby a name. The dream had been of a little girl, so they were able to give her a girl’s name. This story spoke to Raymond and to me, and we talked, prayed, and felt that the child we had lost to a miscarriage before our second daughter Connaire was born had been a boy. So we named him Connell as we had intended to do if he had been born safely. It’s good to know that Connell doesn’t have to wait any longer for his name.

    • Dear Gerry,
      Thank you for responding to my blog. Also for sharing your story about your baby. Yes this confirms revelations we have had about children in heaven. Praise God like David who said about his baby with Bathsheba “ I will go to him. He will not come to me. “
      All the best for your book.
      Love Angela

  2. The Worldwide Scale of Aborted Babies is Unimaginable and Horrific, in the manner of The Holocaust Genicide which was engineered to Exterminate a Whole Race of Jews and others.Our Savior,Jesus ,was Humiliated,Scourged,Tortured and Crucified for the Sins of Humanity,including the awful Pandemic of Abortions. As you rightly say in your Blog,these Innocents are unnamed,unrecorded and uncelebrated. God knows what happens in the unreported Far East in a Country like China. Our Father God knows of every Sparrow which falls to the ground and dies. He sees daily acts of Love and Hate performed here on Earth. Lord Forgive us, as the Human Race, for our Crimes against Lives of the Unborn. So many Marriages long to be Blessed with New Life but so many Relationships spurn and discard the New Life as if it were of little or no value.

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