If your life and trust have been 
shattered by past experiences,
This is for you:




A Father I Can Trust

"He gathers the lambs in His arms
and carries them close to His heart..."
  (Isaiah 40:11)

God, Creator of this frail being,
There's nothing left for me but
grief and pain.
I don't know how to trust You
or call on You for refuge
when all who claimed to love me
in the past
have only heaped on me 
their sordid shame. 

My fragile child-heart was 
torn asunder
when faith in human father 
was betrayed.
Others have shown me deceit,
tossed me aside like worthless scrap...
and now I hear You speak my name.
I don't know how to trust...
I am afraid. 

Dear Little One, do not fear any longer.
I desire to restore your battered trust.
I can heal Your heart that's been so shattered,
My love is worthy, honorable and just. 

No matter how intense the pain
you've suffered,
the Father you have needed for so long
is able to pick up the broken pieces.
I'll mend your heart, and fill it with a song.











"Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened,
and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you,
and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in
heart, and you will find rest for your souls."

  (Matthew 11:28, 29)



Jesus is the Savior you need.
He will forgive your sin when
you put your trust in Him.
He will heal you and comfort you
as you respond to His love.
You will be strengthened day by
day as you read His word, the
Bible, and talk with Him about
everything. Listen, and you will
hear His voice!
Trust and obey...There's no other way.


© 2013 Connie M. Faust
























Mommy and Me

As I nestled in her warm, safe womb I heard my Mommy's voice.
She sounded troubled as she said, "I have to make a choice."
She paced the floor and cried out, "I can't have a baby -- NO!"

Don't worry, Mommy, it's not time yet -- I have 6 more months to grow.

The more she cried, the worse I felt. She didn't know I heard.
All alone she wept, but I couldn't help -- I couldn't speak a word.
I kicked my feet and tried to make her know it was okay.
Together, we could make it through and God would show the way.

And then I heard her screaming that today would be the day!

I couldn't see the tears she shed, but it wasn't hard to guess --
She was turning pages in a book, and barely whispered, "yes."
She must have found the number and was set to make a call --
Just then she saw the Bible on the bookshelf in the hall!

"Okay, God, try to stop me -- I'll just dial anyway!
I'm sure it's not a baby yet, and they'll know just what to say."
Pregnancy/Abortion Rights was the heading at the top.
She traced her finger down the page, then brought it to a stop.

My Mommy didn't know that someone prayed for her that hour --
Someone who never knew her, but who trusted in God's power!
In answer to those earnest prayers, a "wrong number" she would call --
Until she went to that loving place, she thought she had no friends at all.

Ever since my Mommy found her way, and learned God's plan for me,
She can hardly wait to see my face! And Mommy thanks the Lord for me!


© 2013 Connie M. Faust
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​with
Connie Faust


Mother of five & grandmother of 13, 
I live with my husband Bill and a spunky furball pup named Lacey, who doesn't care who's 
calling her when she's having fun! 

This year I painted a favorite verse on a boulder at the top of the driveway: 
“God is my Rock, in whom I take refuge.” 
So true!

~ Connie





​In the picture above right, are 2 pictures of Christian and me at the Pregnancy Care Center.
Christian's Mommy was one of my special girls.  We started meeting together when he was a tiny infant. His mommy calls me her Other Mother, and we love each other!   I admired her devotion to her 2 little boys and her desire to grow in her parenting and in her spiritual life.  We still keep in touch, mostly through facebook.  God is good!

This is a subject everyone should explore, keeping in mind that Jesus Christ loved little children and had strong condemnation for anyone who harms them.

In the Valley of Beracah, you will find a composite of small-town American life. 
One memorable spot to me is known as The Pregnancy Care Center, and is dedicated to helping girls and women who find themselves in unplanned pregnancies.

I remember when I walked into the Pregnancy Care Center for the first time. I was greeted by an older woman around my own age and a younger woman I knew from my church. When I told them I thought I might want to help there, their smiles became broad grins. “You're an answer to our prayers,” the younger one told me, “I just prayed for volunteers
 this morning!”

Perhaps, like me, you have thought about volunteering for a ministry such as your local crisis pregnancy center. Like me, you may have put it off, wondered, even prayed about it, but you were unsure and were afraid to take the first step. What had made me take a deep breath and walk into the PCC that day?

One of my favorite quotes comes from Maria Anne Hirschmann, also known as Hansi, a German woman I once heard speak at a seminar. She made this her prayer for each session:

“Lord, make me a nail upon the wall,
fastened securely in its place
and on that thing, so insignificant and small,
hang a bright picture of Your beautiful face.”

My heart's desire was also to glorify God and tell others about Jesus, but who could I tell when everyone I knew was already a Christian? As I thought of ways I could meet people who were not “church-minded,” the Pregnancy Care Center kept coming to mind. Although a sudden impulse drove me to walk in that particular day, God had been prodding me to do that very thing for months.

After a time of getting acquainted with the mostly volunteer staff, and having a short interview, I underwent training and began once-a-week volunteering, serving as a Girl Friday, doing simple office tasks, light cleaning, playing with clients' children, etc., After several months, it was time to take a new role. The Director assured me I was ready to become a peer mentor, meeting one-on-one with clients.

One of the first was a beautiful, pregnant teen who lived with her sometimes-abusive boyfriend and his mother. She was filled with anxiety and self-doubts, but after several months, she was doing much better. She told me that we were “like grandmothers” to her. After her baby was born, she enrolled in school and has made great progress in setting life-goals and working toward them.

PCC Training teaches us to try to form a bond of trust and uncover the client's hidden needs.

I had one client who was noticeable for her sloppy appearance and unpleasant body odor. I remember looking into her dull eyes and complimenting her on her pretty hair. I pray others can see past her outward appearance and know her as someone God loves.

Some clients were sad or angry; some had undergone years of abuse, broken families, lack of morals or spiritual values.....all need to feel loved and valued. In spite of my inadequacies and mistakes, God used me to share His love with them. 

While I was a volunteer, I would lie awake the night before, thinking about the girls and praying for them, and on the days I mentored, the wakefulness would be repeated that night as I thought about all I had heard from them that day. So many needs! It was an amazing and fruitful time in my life, and I would recommend it for anyone who wants to touch hearts for Jesus.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~



"When Jesus saw her weeping..... 
He was deeply moved in spirit 
and troubled.....Jesus wept." 
(John chapter 11:verses 33-35) 



  The Counselor

I saw the love of Jesus,

I felt His gentle grace,

as I poured my heart out to you,

recounting pain-filled days.

You didn't have to listen

there in that quiet space,

but the depth of your compassion

reflected in your gaze

touched my wounded spirit

to heal the hidden place

as I saw the tears of Jesus

glistening on your face.




A Godly counselor will reflect the love and compassion of Jesus.




© 2013 Connie M. Faust​
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I believe I am posting this for someone who desperately needs it right now. If you are that one, I'm praying for you as you read. God bless you and keep you as you go through this trial. Reach out to Him and He will increase your faith and ease your hurting heart. 

The storm threatens to undo us as we struggle on, unable to understand....


In the height of the storm, when the water's so deep,

The burden's so heavy ~ the mountain so steep,

That you can't lift your head or take one step more

And you cry out to God, as you've cried before.



No answer is coming ~ life feels so unfair;

It seems God's not listening or just doesn't care.

But remember, as you face the threatening tide ~

God sees the picture from the beautiful side.



Like an unfinished quilt or embroidery fine,

The tangle of threads has no reason or rhyme.

Midst fear and confusion, you can't understand;

Still, you're safe and secure in your Father's hand.



There's a purpose behind your suffering and pain;

The storm-clouds will pass and the sun shine again.

Then, as Jesus is wiping the tears from your eyes,

You'll see the picture from the beautiful side.



".....blessed are those who have not seen 

  and yet have believed."
  (John 20:29 NIV)

​© 2013 Connie M. Faust



Look for          poems & stories below!

Women and girls who are considering abortion are often in panic mode because of the circumstances.

They need someone to meet their dilemma with love and practical solutions, and to learn the options and support available for them. 

(They may never know how many people are praying for them and their unborn babies every day.)

This poem is imaginary, but it will reveal truth about the contrast
between abortion clinics and crisis pregnancy centers, and the impact each one has on the pregnant mother. ~ CF​


Mommy and Me

As I nestled in her warm, safe womb I heard my Mommy's voice.
She sounded troubled as she said, "I have to make a choice."
She paced the floor and cried out, "I can't have a baby -- NO!"

Don't worry, Mommy, it's not time yet -- I have 6 more months to grow.

The more she cried, the worse I felt. She didn't know I heard.
All alone she wept, but I couldn't help -- I couldn't speak a word.
I kicked my feet and tried to make her know it was okay.
Together, we could make it through and God would show the way.

And then I heard her screaming that today would be the day!

I couldn't see the tears she shed, but it wasn't hard to guess --
She was turning pages in a book, and barely whispered, "yes."
She must have found the number and was set to make a call --
Just then she saw the Bible on the bookshelf in the hall!

"Okay, God, try to stop me -- I'll just dial anyway!
I'm sure it's not a baby yet, and they'll know just what to say."
Pregnancy/Abortion Rights was the heading at the top.
She traced her finger down the page, then brought it to a stop.

My Mommy didn't know that someone prayed for her that hour --
Someone who never knew her, but who trusted in God's power!
In answer to those earnest prayers, a "wrong number" she would call --
Until she went to that loving place, she thought she had no friends at all.

Ever since my Mommy found her way, and learned God's plan for me,
She can hardly wait to see my face! And Mommy thanks the Lord for me!








© 2013 Connie M. Faust


The Bastard


What happens when a pregnant young woman decides to ignore the pressures to have an abortion,
 and carries the baby to term? Can an “unwanted” pregnancy have a happy ending? 

Alexandra is the result of such a pregnancy. Read her story in her own words, as she shares her deep feelings and reveals the choices made by her own mother that determined her future.

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        To begin, I’d like to tell you my story.

        As the title indicates, I am not a “legitimate” child. My mom had me out of wedlock. The man who is my biological father offered her help in the form of enough money to cover my abortion. When she refused him, he declined to have anything else to do with her, or, by extension, me. I only recently found out who he is. Through some intense internet searching, my best friend found his Myspace page. Under “Children?” he had written “Some day.”


        Keeping me was not an easy thing for my mom to do. All the traditional difficulties associated with the term “single mother” were hers to deal with – very little money, very little time. She worked hard to give me a good life. When I was six, she met the man she would marry within a year. He adopted me as his own, and they later had a little boy, who also happens to be the coolest little brother ever.
Based on the traditional arguments in support of abortion, my biological father did the right thing. A child for a young woman, even one 21 years old like my mom was, is supposed to be the ultimate burden and killer of freedom. Fortunately, my mom did not listen to those arguments. She (obviously) gave birth to me

          She never regretted it.

          This is not only because we have a close relationship. My mom never regretted having me because, in a very real sense, I saved her life. When she got pregnant with me, her life was not going in a good direction. She was rebelling against all of the traditional values she had been raised with. Regardless of how you feel about traditional values, there comes a point when a young adult goes from “rebellious behavior” to “self-destructive behaviour,” and she had crossed that line with a vengeance. When she got pregnant with me, all of that changed. Having a little life to care for was the wake-up call my mom needed. Though she didn’t value herself enough to get her life back on track, she refused to take me down with her. God wanted her back in his arms, and he used me to get her there.

         That’s one half of the story; keeping her child saved the mother’s life. As to the child… Is it enough to say that I love life? There is so much beauty in this world, so much love, and I love being able to revel in that beauty and that love. I might not be quite as optimistic as that sentence implies, but I wouldn’t give up this life for anything. I won’t lie; my life has not exactly been “difficult.” I have some daddy issues for sure; God has granted and continues to grant me the strength to forgive my biological father, but the emotional scars will never fully fade. Even so, as lives go, mine’s been a good one, at least from my point of view. However, no one could have predicted that before I was born. Before I was born, I was destined to be another statistic.

          Even if my life hadn’t been a good one, I resent the idea that I would have been better off not having the chance to give it a try. Every time I hear that old “wouldn’t be a good life anyway” argument, it feels like a personal assault. My biological father thought it would be better, easier, to not have to deal with me. Maybe he thought it would be better for me too.

         I’ve got news for you, dad. You were dead wrong.​


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*About the Author:  Alexandra graduated from Liberty University on a Full Honors Scholarship.  
Currently she is working as an Administrative Assistant in a Christian Campground and Retreat Facility.
Alexandra's mother Amy continues to live a life that honors God. She knows where true Love is to be found, and she, too, openly shares how God brought her back to Himself and to a fulfilling life as His daughter.​

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 Some pregnancies are the result of a woman's search for love after abuse has occurred. Someone viewing this page today has been betrayed by her own father. Someone has been hurt by some other man who should have been a reliable and trustworthy friend. You, dear one, felt that God didn't care what happened to you, or that He was punishing you. Your world was in turmoil and your trust was shattered. Even today, you may feel dirty, unworthy and unloved.
  God is calling you, perhaps even through an unwanted pregnancy, because He loves and highly values you. (Read Alexandra's story, "The Bastard" on this page).
God was there. He is the one who helped you to bear the shame and fear. Though you couldn't see Him for your tears, He was loving you, giving you strength to endure.
Will you accept His invitation to come to Him today?  Find your healing in Jesus!  






​ A Father I Can Trust

"He gathers the lambs in His arms
and carries them close to His heart..."
(Isaiah 40:11)

God, Creator of this frail being,
There's nothing left for me but
grief and pain.
I don't know how to trust You
or call on You for refuge
when all who claimed to love me
in the past
have only heaped on me 
their sordid shame. 

My fragile child-heart was 
torn asunder
when faith in human father 
was betrayed.
Others have shown me deceit,
tossed me aside like worthless scrap...
and now I hear You speak my name.

I don't know how to trust... 

I am afraid.

Dear Little One, do not fear any longer.
I desire to restore your battered trust.
I can heal Your heart that's been so shattered,
My love is worthy, honorable and just. 

No matter how intense the pain
you've suffered,
the Father you have needed for so long
is able to pick up the broken pieces. 

I'll mend your heart,
and fill it with a song.


"Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened,
and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you,
and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in
heart, and you will find rest for your souls."

Matthew 11:28, 29

© 2013 Connie M. Faust​​

  "Greater love has no man than this, that He lay down His life for His friends."


Write to me with your questions. I want to share the love of my 
trustworthy Father with you.​   ~ Love, Connie


Every day, someone is facing an unplanned pregnancy. Many consider abortion as a way to "take care of the problem." In this poem, a volunteer at a Pregnancy Care Center is thinking about an unborn baby, as she anticipates meeting with the infant's parents. The volunteer will explain to them that there are other options, and compassionate help is readily available for them and their unborn child.

THE DECISION











I wish I could be there for you to hold your tiny hand;
To cuddle, comfort, hold you close; to show you I understand.

You are made in God's own image and blessed by His decree.
Your heart is already beating; a precious child you will be.

Though you were not intended by your Mama and your Dad,
The Lord Himself has fashioned you; He has your future planned.

Dear little one, I pray for you while I offer them my hand;
As I begin to share the truth, will your parents understand?

Father, help them see the truth by the grace You freely give;
Oh, may they place their trust in You and let their baby live!


"You saw me before I was born and scheduled each day of my life
before I began to breathe. Every day was recorded in Your Book!"
  Psalm 139:16, Living Bible)

© 2014 Connie M. Faust​


"No unwanted babies" has been a mantra of the abortion industry. How true are those words to the couples who are yearning to become parents.  
A pregnant woman who decides to place her baby with adoptive parents is providing the baby with a carefully chosen family. She is fulfilling the deepest desire of a loving couple who are willing to dedicate their lives to making a happy home for this very wanted baby.






A LITTLE STAR'S FAMILY

A little star fell from the sky
one lovely starlit night;
He landed in a family's hearts
to share his sparkling light.

They didn't know when first they met,
how they would love him so,
or how his smile and twinkling eyes
would keep their home aglow.

They feared that he would leave them,
so they joined their hearts to pray:
"Heavenly Father, hear our prayers,
and let this sweet child stay."

The loving Father, looking down,
knew they should be together;
He smiled as He told them,
"You're a family forever!"

Please bless this little shining star,
and his dear family, too.
Help each and every one of them
shine on, Dear Lord, for You!


© 2013 Connie M. Faust​

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the Creator's heart.
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PLEASE CHOOSE LIFE!

If you are feeling trapped by an unwanted pregnancy, you need a wise and knowledgeable friend who can help you find a solution.
To find that caring friend, there is a place you should visit before making a decision about your condition.
It may be called a Pregnancy Care Center or a Crisis Pregnancy Center, or some other name. The person you meet there will care about you and the dilemma you are facing. She will listen to your concerns, explain various options for you and help you take steps to a solution that will bring you peace. She will treat you with respect,
honesty and love, and will help you see how valued you are, how to approach the pregnancy calmly and realistically, and
how your hopelessness can be transformed into hope.  









WHEN I NEEDED A FRIEND

I was so alone but
I felt your love
when we were together
Remember when
you stood
by my side
in stormy weather?

You were my blessing
My only friend
when trouble assailed me
You shouldered my load
and encouraged me
when others
failed me

I owe you so much
for lifting me and
helping me to dream
You gave me the faith
to believe
things aren't always
as they seem

Beyond all the storms
one sweet morning
the sun would rise and
shine
That bright day would come
when I could smile and say
"Life is fine"

And as I look back
I can see that I've finally
turned the bend
I'm on the right path
because
you cared
when I needed a friend


© 2013 Connie M. Faust​​





​http://www.ramahinternational.org/


My favorite site for everything you ever want to know about unwanted pregnancy. Includes the story of the founder, Sydna Masse. ("Sydna's Abortion Testimony") Resources for the woman who suspects she is pregnant, answers to your questions about abortion, training for those who want to help, and even post-abortion healing helps....

Connie Faust, Pregnancy Care Center Volunteer






http://savethestorks.com

"I love the fact that Save the Storks demonstrates love to women in crisis not through words, but through a practical, valuable service."

Alexandra Machita, enthusiastic supporter of the Save The Storks Organization

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“Would you like a free sonogram?” This inoffensive, no-strings-attached question puts women at ease, and most will accept the offer. The women then board the “Stork Bus” — a Sprinter that has been specifically built for Save the Storks and features ultrasound equipment, comfortable chairs with high-end massagers built in, a bathroom, and a peaceful and calming environment. Once inside the bus, women receive the ultrasound and at this point many lives are changed … and saved.

Marcie Little, Creative Director of Save The Storks.

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