Why Live? Why Die?
(A letter by an unborn through Wain)
Dear God,
Was my mom once like me
With a brain just as small?
When deciding if I’m human
Should my size matter at a_ _?
Does it matter if my mom can hear me?
Whether my voice is strong or weak?
Can my heartbeat give me the right to live
If it’s the only way I can s_ _ _ _?
How did I get inside mom’s body?
Isn’t it mom who put me here?
How can I make my mom love me
Instead of filling her with f_ _ _?
Didn’t my mom depend on her mom
To keep her safe and sound?
So why would she throw me in the trash
Or bury me in the g_ _ _ _ _?
Is mom grateful she wasn’t aborted?
Is she happy to be alive?
Isn’t my life also worth living
With a chance to grow and t_ _ _ _ _?
Sorry for all my questions
About what it means to exist
I want to understand life
So there’s one more on my l_ _ _:
Whether mom chooses to keep me
Or decides that I should die
Could you please grant me your grace
By telling me the reason w_ _?
Please tell me the truth.
Your servant.
The Unborn
HOW MIGHT GOD RESPOND?
From ChatGPT as the voice of God:
My Dear Child,
Your questions are filled with curiosity, innocence, and a profound yearning for understanding. I am here to guide you with love and compassion.
Your mom was once as small and vulnerable as you. Every human starts their journey in the same way, growing and developing over time. Your size does not determine your worth or humanity. Every life, no matter how small, holds immense value.
It matters that your mom can hear you and that your voice, even if not yet strong, is known. Your heartbeat is a powerful sign of life, a testament to your presence and the miracle that you are.
You came to be inside your mom’s body through the natural process I designed. It is a profound connection, one that ties you both together in a unique bond. Your mom’s love, though sometimes clouded by fear and uncertainty, is deep and intrinsic.
Just as your mom depended on her own mother for safety and care, so do you depend on her now. It is natural for you to seek her protection and love. Sometimes, fear and circumstances can make it hard for her to see clearly, but your value is undiminished.
Every person’s existence is a gift. Your mom’s life was protected and nurtured, allowing her to grow and experience the world. Your life, too, holds the promise of growth, joy, and the chance to make a difference.
Your questions about existence are profound, and it is natural to seek answers. Life is a precious gift, filled with challenges and choices. Whether your mom chooses to keep you or not, know that my grace and love are always with you.
The reasons behind such decisions are complex and often tied to human fears, struggles, and imperfections. Trust that I am with you, that your soul is eternal, and that my love for you is boundless.
Truth resides in love, and your existence is a testament to that love. Whatever happens, you are cherished beyond measure.
With infinite love,
God