The Sanctity of Life
Sanctity=blessedness, Godliness, sacredness
The greatest destroyer of peace is abortion because if a mother
can kill her own child, what is left for me to kill you and you to kill me?
There is nothing in between…Mother Teresa
America needs to get over its love affair with the fetus…Jocelyn
Elders, former Surgeon General
Wow…two
very different opinions about life, specifically life in the womb.
The cries
of the aborted unborn will continue to reverberate in our land. THAT is the
sound I heard, when the results of this election were announced. Our Leader
clearly does not support the unborn.
Can I get
through this without weeping? The grief I am experiencing mirrors the anguish
of our Lord.
Some of us,
who would say we are pro life, are appalled at posters that show mutilated
babies. Shocked?…we should be. They represent a reality that is hard to face.
When I
first heard about partial birth abortions (which our President approves of) I
felt sick. In case you don’t know, I am going to tell you. A baby is partially
born, enough for the head to emerge. The Dr. then pierces the baby’s skull and
sucks out the brain. The body is then delivered
It is
said that a person, who is not the victim of violence, yet witnesses the
violence, is negatively affected. I think of that for myself, when I remember a
phone call from a friend, as she called in obvious distress. She was waiting
with her daughter to “deliver” the unwanted baby. Hers was about 5 months. This
was a saline solution abortion. The labor would take 20 hours, give or take.
What she would deliver is a dead and burnt baby.
That phone
call haunts me still.
Many
women grieve over pregnancies that end in miscarriage. Now, how could that be
for those who say a fetus is not a life? Are these mothers grieving over a
“blob” of tissue?
Over the
years, I have prayed for many women who have had abortions. Without fail, each woman
felt they knew the sex of their baby. Most of them had a name for their baby.
Whether
they were pro choice or pro life at the time of their abortions, they regretted
their decision.
Thankfully,
abortion is a sin that the Lord forgives. He is merciful and filled with
kindness. He has compassion for these mothers, as He loves their babies.
The hard
reality though, even though forgiven, we have to live with the consequence of
our decisions.
Just so I
don’t appear holier than thou, I too was faced with a decision years ago. I
became pregnant at 17…unmarried.
I can
still remember the terror I felt about having to tell my parents. It was almost
too much for me to face anger and even more so, the disappointment they would
feel. I hid my pregnancy for 5 months.
Reflecting
on my choice to continue the pregnancy, I shudder to think it would have been so
easy to get rid of my child. Nobody would have to know. Nobody would be angry
or disappointed in me. Nobody would have to feel ashamed.
So, I
understand the pressure, the bargaining and the reasoning. Anything to justify
it. Many of them are scared and don’t
see a way out.
I did end
up relinquishing my son for adoption, which in and of itself was an agonizing
decision. Yet, giving him a chance at life is a decision I will never regret.
Another
disturbing thing is that tissue and body parts from aborted babies are part of
a lucrative business. Does this remind you of Nazi Germany and how the skin of
the Jews was used for lampshades?
Then
there is the issue of stem cells. Thankfully, it has been discovered recently that
stem cells from the person who needs them can mete out similar results.
Another
disturbing trend though, is sex selection. We thought that only happened in China
or other countries. No, it is happening right here in the United States. I mean
what business of ours that a couple has 3 girls and want a boy now? (You know
for the dad’s sake).They can keep conceiving and aborting that “wrong sex”
child.
Yes, this
issue is one in which I am very passionate and narrow-minded according to some
people’s opinions.
On this one, I would rather err for life’s sake.
A face
book friend penned this beautiful poem.
Life is a Precious Thing
By Cheri Neitzel
A Life is
a precious thing…not a thing to waste
A thing that
should not be thrown down
Into the abyss
Even if there was no eternity
Even if there
was no more to follow-
To take a life that was designed to hold and to carry
Honor and Purpose
And throw it down
into the abyss
Is WRONG
Is SO wrong…it is
SO perverse
God designed each and every life to carry a purpose,
To HONOR Him
To
GLORIFY Him
To reflect His Beauty and His glory!
No Life should just be thrown down into the Abyss
Down
Down
Down
Never to reach its Purpose
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