Jesus turned to them and said, “Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for me; weep instead for yourselves and for your children, for indeed, the days are coming when people will say, ‘Blessed are the barren, the wombs that never bore and the breasts that never nursed.’ Luke 23:28-29
After reading this article, A young abortion doctor’s dilemma, my soul weeps. I weep for the aborted child. I weep for the women. I weep for the doctors who are performing evil deeds, and can believe that the death of a child is preferable to suffering.
“I didn’t understand that until I saw it,” he says. “I very strongly believe that women make a maternal decision when they decide to end a pregnancy. Because they are deciding for that child it is the best option, that (by having an abortion) they are preventing suffering and preventing a life that they wouldn’t wish upon anyone else, let alone their child. That was very powerful for me.”
The whole article is depressing.
I was on a pro life walk to a Planned Parenthood abortion facility a few years ago. A man stopped his car, pointed his finger at me, and screamed,
Get a life.
There were a few (very few) passerby’s who voiced or honked their support. Contrast that with an experience I had not long after in Denver.
Deacon and I were walking around Cherry Creek a popular shopping district. Outside an upscale department store that sold fur coats, animal rights activists were protesting the sale of mink coats.
Almost every car passing by gave a show of support. We stood there watching for a time in utter disbelief and sorrow.
We have come to a place in history where the life of an animal is more important than the life of a human being who is made in the image and likeness of God.
Our culture has forgotten that each human being is created by God, sacred, unique, and unrepeatable.
My God have mercy on us.