Overdose of the Clear Blue Ain't So Easy

Ok I need to make this statement: The blog written below is not based solely on one person, it's based on a combination several different events. Nor is this a representation of the fullness of my thoughts or the complexities involved in this predicament. Not everything is based on people I actually know personally, but just this situation as a whole.

I'm tired of everyone getting pregnant. It's not you, it's the entire situation it creates. Being that I am a product of unwed parents I feel I am permitted to discuss this matter.

I do realize that those out there that get pregnant are in this predicament because of activities many of us are involved in. Can't seem to get away from, chains holding us down. It's a situation that is not ok, but at the same time doggin someone out doesn't "solve" anything. How do we address the situation and formulate solutions so there doesn't have to be a next one?

I hate that many people are pregnant or end up having children when the ducks aren't in a row. I only dislike this fact because I would think everyone wants to have an "ideal" family and this whole out of wed-lock pregnancy thing turns things around. There is so much emotion that is involved with the birth of the child that there is no way to cope without God. People tend to run from God at times because those who have proclaimed to be His sheep are running around with Black paint booting people out while their wool is gray after intense scrubbing. Leaving them to the wolves instead of taking them to the Shepherd to be counseled.

I'm angry because these children and their parents are our future, and their lifestyles are being cramped. We're still living lives where we sweep behind our footsteps so our children won't follow, not realizing that we aren't worthy to sweep. We keep our mouth's shut while our friends end up in the same situations and instead of speaking what life we do have and giving it to them plain, we offer a distorted reality. We're still runnin, from what we don't know. We're steady trying to listen to ourselves and not God. Speaking our words and not His. Never clearing our ears because the Q-tips have yet to be refilled. We attempt to refill with OE, on E, never hittin up that real deal Petroleum.

The world has nothing for us to guide us, at times we feel all alone and even when we do try to do everything right, 1 night and 1 love can become 1 life. Married life ain't everything because who's to say pre-pregnancy marriages are any better than post-pregnancy? Broken relationships whether knotted or frayed create an environment where the children are exposed to relationships that should not be a model for them to follow after. We continue to try to sweep up behind our footsteps with no dustpan. Regardless of being married or not, an unhealthy relationship is breeding ground for so much depression in the life of a child. Grant it nobody is perfect, but why not model ourselves after One who is.

1+1+1=1 is the best way for a child to be raised, but sometimes it doesn't add up this way.

I am upset at those that want to judge these people who are getting pregnant, because many of us are partaking the same fruits. We get upset or feel better because we decided to have a few abortions instead of allowing the seed to do as God wants it to. We took their life into our hands, in the same manner in which we grasp our own, and now we want to fault someone else for granting life it's freedom. Apparently the fingers can be pointed when what's done in the dark still lurks in the shadows lost like our souls, suffering from the obesity of our continued ignorance. Even if we haven't seen the + we've been introduced to it's predecessor and know it all too well. And somehow we continue to file exempt because our plus remains a minus, either by our hands or God's. Tagging someone's belly to this act like Facebook, not realizing that we're standing right next to them with our Pro-Choice sponsored by Trojan T-shirt on...


I say all this because I weep for our young people as they are coming up today. Their perception of this world is so skewed. How do we tell a 16 yr old not to go out there and have sex because they'll get and STD, AIDS or pregnant when they've seen it all over the place and are a product of an out of this fiasco? When we aren't talking about it and we act like things are peachy keen. How do we talk to our young people about what is going on in the world today?

Once we've made the decision, did the do, when it's all said and done. What are the solutions? Where does this fatherless mother go when she's all torn up inside because of the mister that's missing from her bosom? When she feels she can't express her feelings of hurt or anguish to the public at large because she'll be tagged as a bad mother. Where does the young father go when he still wants to add sugar to this lemonade from lemons, when the mother is still dealing with heartbreak and uses the child as a pawn?


What are the ingredients that produce this situation? How can we support those emotionally that are currently dealing with it? How do we solve it in our community?

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