Though no one could forget the Tiananmen movement, even more than twenty years later, few people seem to realize that three little words – one-child policy – have resulted in what amounts to an hourly Tiananmen massacre, for the past thirty years, in broad daylight, right under the world’s nose.
Wujian’s testimony touched me so deeply that all I could do was cry with her. I had not cried like that since I learned of my mother’s death. I wasn’t sure what hit me; all I knew was that it touched the deepest part of my heart, the part soaked in pain and sorrow that I had learned to bury under layers of protection. That afternoon, it all broke open. I felt the helplessness of Tiananmen when the tanks moved in on us. I felt the pain and helplessness of that horrible afternoon on the operating table when they’d performed the abortion on me without anesthesia. I felt a deep-rooted sadness for the baby conceived with Feng when we first came to freedom, the pregnancy I had ended to avoid an ongoing relationship with a husband who had turned abusive. And I remembered the moments when I finally became a mother, how difficult and tiring each pregnancy was with nausea, stress, and sleeplessness, but how, in the end, it was all replaced with the overwhelming joy of holding those wonderful little babies in my arms. As I thought of all the babies who would never feel the embrace of their mothers’ arms and all the bereft mothers left with nothing but shame, guilt, terror, self-blame, and despair, the tears poured from my eyes. An overwhelming feeling of helplessness came over me, mixed with rage, and swirled in my heart like hot lava looking for an outlet.
As I left the congressional hearing room, two questions burned in my mind: How can this inhumane crime be stopped? When will this inhuman crime be stopped?
Today about 20 percent of the world’s population lives in China under the terror and torment of the one-child policy. The victims are the weakest of society: babies, girls, and women. Every 2.5 seconds, a baby’s life is taken by abortion in China. Every day, hundreds of baby girls are abandoned and five hundred women commit suicide. Most of the world does not know about this tragedy. But God knows, and he is working mightily to deliver this nation once and for all into his glorious Kingdom.
When I started All Girls Allowed, I thought of it only as a justice ministry, reflecting God’s grieving heart for the more than four hundred million lost children and girls in China, the thirty-five thousand forced abortions taking place every day, and the one million baby girls abandoned each year. As the ministry has grown and I have continued to grow in Christ, I now see that All Girls Allowed is a ministry of hope, a vital step in God’s ultimate plan to save China.
The All Girls Allowed movement seeks to restore life, value, and dignity to the most vulnerable members of society—girls and mothers—so that the weak, the orphans, and the widows will truly know and experience the grace of God and the goodness brought by his love. Even though the one-child policy is intended for evil, God is using it for good by mobilizing his church to bring the gospel of Jesus Christ to the rest of the nation.