In deference to those who had had an abortion:
My heart goes out to you. You were fooled into thinking that your pregnancy was a blob of tissue. And because of fear you made your decision.
But this post is about the babies. Let’s redirect the argument to those little lives hanging in the balance. Babies trump fear.
At the heart of the issue are the lives already started inside of their mother’s womb. A miniature heart that will someday beat out of their chest during a winning kick into a soccer net. Minute fingers that will pluck guitar strings to accompany a newly composed song. Tiny eyes that will longingly look into the face of a first love.
We loved babies at our centers where moms-in-waiting received diapers and clothing for their infant. As a counselor I had the opportunity to comfort those depressed and full of sorrow, opening our home to one of them. And, when a Muslim man came in asking for prayer for his wife to become pregnant, I obliged. It was all about the new life-to-be.
Now the argument has grown and the boundaries for abortion have expanded. Some states like New York are declaring the unborn doesn’t have any rights, even up until the minute they are born. That line of thinking isn’t only wrong, it’s barbaric.
Some politicians like to throw around the phrase, “We’re better than that.” Well, we are. So I’m asking my readers to please pray for our nation. God can wake up legislators and leaders who are widening the timeline of abortion. Research proves pre-born babies do feel pain. We do have science and many videos that prove that.
What we don’t have is an outcry for these poor babies. And if we have any kind of a national conscience, we will respond to save these children as well as women in crisis.
Usually I try to post something funny or inspirational. Lately I’ve felt compelled to share my heart on this issue.