Erica Lynn

How It All Started

I was born early in the morning on January 29, 1993 in Tulsa, Oklahoma and was eventually named Erica Lynn. My biological mother was only 14 years old. I was a surprise. Like, a BIG ol’, day of surprise, but she kept me. At age 14 she wanted to try her best to keep and care for me. A little over a year later, in February of 1994, she made the tough decision to put me up for adoption. I spent a little over two months in the foster care system when I eventually went for a home visit with a nice, married couple in Oklahoma City. They would soon become my father and my mother.

My parents had always liked the name “Rachel,” but they couldn’t have anticipated how perfect the name was. After my final visit to their home, I left behind a little stuffed lamb under their coffee table. In Hebrew, Rachel means “little lamb.” My parents adopted me April 20, 1994. The pieces of my adoption fell into place so perfectly. It was miraculous.

These are the good parts of my story that I always enjoy sharing. I love telling my story and using it as an opportunity to bring awareness to the fact that adoption is always an option. I have never been ashamed to tell people I was adopted, but most people only know the warm and cozy version of my story. The ugly part is what I’d like to share with you all today.

My parents never kept my adoption a secret, but I was ignorant concerning why I was given up for adoption. As an adolescent I had a lot of questions. Thanks to my parents I learned more facts about my adoption and was able to meet my biological mother. Not long after we met, I had a phone call with my biological mother in which I learned that my biological father had passed away.

“Your father passed away today,” she said to me.

“You mean my grandfather. Your father,” I responded.

A pause…

…and then she asked, “What do you know?”

I knew that my biological mother’s adopted father raped her at age 14. I knew that I was conceived in rape.

A 99.9% positive DNA test wasn’t proof enough for him to fess up, in court, to the horrific thing he had done.

I held a lot of contempt in my heart towards my biological father (who, if mentioned further, will be referred to as “sperm donor”). Not just for the awful things he had done to my mother, but also because he refused to claim me. A 99.9% positive DNA test wasn’t proof enough for him to fess up, in court, to the horrific thing he had done. *sigh I have finally come to terms with this reality. I have been able to forgive him and I really do hope with all my heart that he knew Jesus and was delivered from the demons I know he must have been facing after the decisions he made.

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Let's Just Get To It

So there’s obviously a lot to unpack here. I mean, there’s a plethora of societal issues that could be covered through my adoption story, but I’m really looking to ruffle some feathers today so we’re going to talk about abortion.

Hey! Don’t stop reading now. You’re here for a reason, you knew this was coming. Hang on tight to your latte, kick your feet up, stay awhile and hear me out.

I am just here to remind everyone that those of us who were conceived in this manner and who, through God’s grace, were given an opportunity at life, are SO MUCH MORE than a “rapist’s spawn.”

The main reason I want to touch on the abortion issue as it relates to my story is because of the amount of times I have witnessed people using rape cases to make their pro-choice arguments. First things first, let’s look at the facts. Pregnancies through rape and incest only account for 1% of abortions. Most abortions are performed because women feet inconvenienced by the pregnancy. Please keep this in mind. Now, I see people speak about the babies conceived in rape in such an awful manner. Pro-choice activists can be found arguing that "these clumps of cells have no rights because they are the byproduct of rape.” On my own timeline I have seen people refer to the unborn children conceived in rape as some pretty heinous things, but one that really stood out to me was a young lady who said she didn’t understand how a woman could/would carry her “rapist’s spawn.” I am just here to remind everyone that those of us who were conceived in this manner and who, through God’s grace, were given an opportunity at life, are SO MUCH MORE than a “rapist’s spawn.”

On few occasions when I have the time and patience to discuss abortion with those who choose to use this type of hateful language to describe human-beings, I ask if they understand that in order to justify their argument, they had to dehumanize the fetus. This dehumanization often times happens subconsciously. It’s easy to change language to pretend what you are doing isn’t horrid. It’s the same concept as the abortion industry gas-lighting and convincing women that dismembering or poisoning a fetus is somehow “healthcare.” Healthcare for who? “Rachel, That’s her body, her choice.” No ma’am. Stop saying this. That is not her body being assaulted. The last time I checked that was not her arms, head and legs being brutally ripped apart from her torso and forced out by suction. Science you guys.

Speaking of science, (I hear some of us really like going to science parties) if we want to get technical, that fetus is a human. The fetal stage is a stage of human life, as is infancy, adolescence, etc. That is a LIFE already fit with a separate genetic code, blood type, even finger prints. So the question is, how do you decide at what point the being inside of you has a right to life? This is a question I encourage everyone to come to a conclusion to for themselves. Take mainstream narratives and talking points out of it. Take the myths about pro-lifers out of it. Look at the science of conception.

The woke cult spends all their energy complaining about a lack of representation while supporting the mass murder of the very lives that could bring us that representation.

Another thing that really gets me riled up is the woke cult that has set out to dismantle RaCISt SysTEms, rooted in white supremacy. They’re tearing down statues, changing the way we teach math and demanding police be defunded, all the while refusing to even bat an eye at Planned Parenthood and its blatantly racist history.

Oh, you didn’t know?

Ah, yes. Racist history. They won’t teach you this in school, folks. Margaret Sanger, mother of poison birth control and founder of Planned Parenthood, was a known eugenicist with strong ties to white supremacist groups. This fact coupled with the fact that most abortion clinics are strategically placed in low income communities inhabited by mostly minorities does not sit well with me. Planned Parenthood will argue that where they are located is to better serve a community they feel needs it the most. Is that supposed to make it better!? They will spout this nonsense, but fail to give a decent (key word: decent) explanation as to why African American women, who make up only 13% of the female population, are receiving almost 40% of ALL abortions. Why aren’t we talking about the fact that in some of these cities there are more black babies being aborted than black babies being born! Do Black Preborn Lives Matter? By the way they’re acting, apparently not. The woke cult spends all their energy complaining about a lack of representation while supporting the mass murder of the very lives that could bring us that representation. That's weird.

I could go off about Planned Parenthood and the dangers of the abortion culture all day, but I won’t. Let’s breathe. Look, I am pro-life no matter what. There is not an argument for pro-choice that I find compelling. You cannot change my mind. Every single life is precious. Randy Alcorn, in his book Why Pro-Life? said, “The point is not how a child was conceived but that it was conceived.” That being said, I kindly ask you to stop using rape to push your narrative. You never know what that child might grow up to accomplish. I hope my life serves as a testimony that the manner in which a person was conceived does not dictate whether or not they are deserving of life.

“Children are not the property of their mothers. Or fathers. Or government. Or anyone. They have the right to live.” – Lila Rose, Live Action President