Century 21.
It’s the age where pop influences sing about a flailing world with young minds seared by the media in one song, then turn around and sing raunchy songs about sexualised, demoralised values in the next.
It’s the age where thousands upon thousands of innocent people—mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters—can die in an earthquake and it’s called a tragedy, then millions upon millions of innocent foetuses are dismembered and suctioned from the womb every year in abortion and it’s called a choice.
It’s the age where one is allowed to marry someone of the same sex, yet polygamy is still thought to be wrong.
It’s the age where life is so eagerly sought after—riches, fame, success—and so flippantly discarded in suicides, man-slaughter, hatred and abortions.
It’s the age of parliamentary diplomacy, of political correctness, of unending debates—of absurdity.
It’s the time now and always has been where every man, woman and child—born or just conceived—is a miracle of life.
But few see it.
Mother Theresa said of [abortion]:
It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.
It’s an ironic thing, but no matter how much they [pro-choice] defend their actions, go on campaigns and argue the “mother’s rights” cause, the abortionists themselves are now—thanks to ultrasound—finding themselves more increasingly in shock, dismay and even dread when the push comes to the shove: when the forceps is placed in their hands—a cold, hard instrument of death.
This article I’m about to link to shows firsthand testimonies of abortionists who, thanks to the technologies of ultrasound, are seeing this foetus’ head literally crush under the work of their hands. As you would imagine, they’re starting to realise the horrors they are actually committing.
You see, some things can be twisted so cunningly that they work in some distorted way on paper: God being buried by science, the Nazis doing the world a favour during the Holocaust, abortion being the natural course of action to take after unwanted pregnancy. But apply these notions to life and something just doesn’t sit right. Why? Because deep down, we’re not really buying it.
Remember those times in childhood when your mum would tell you those immortal words: “One lie will inevitably lead to a bigger lie and on to a bigger lie and so on until you forgot what you had to lie about in the first place.” Why abort? Because there are unplanned, unwanted pregnancies. Why are there unplanned, unwanted pregnancies? Because we are still being sold the lie that casual sex is A-OK. Why are we being sold that lie?
That’s a good question. Perhaps, just perhaps, we want the sin without the consequence. The pleasure without the pain. The sex without the inconvenience.
On paper, abortion seems like a just thing to do. A mother can’t cope with financial problems etc. and, as the “creator” or “initiator” of this new life inside her, she has the right to choose whether her baby lives or dies. After all, it’s only three weeks into pregnancy, it’s not really life yet, right?
I fail to grasp the logic.
And, on that final note, I challenge, no, urge you to search the word abortion in Google images, look at the shocking, disturbing pictures, then still assert that parents who cannot conceive should go without children while others are killing theirs.
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Such a powerful piece of writing here – if only everyone could read it.
hay kristy… how do you link this page to facebook?
The easiest way is by clicking the little Facebook icon underneath the “Share This” header just above the comments section.