The Test of “Common” Sense

I put the word common in quotes, as it would seem “Common Sense” has very much flipped – it is now UNCOMMON SENSE. My plea with this post is, as always, the life of unborn children. Let’s begin.

Respectfully, I would like an answer from those who support abortion in the following questions:

1)  At least 23 states have fetal homicide laws that apply to any stage of pregnancy; however, these same states indict no criminalization for legal abortion. The question becomes. . . If someone harms a pregnant woman, and in the process murders her unborn child, this person is charged as such – murderer. But, if someone goes and pays to have their unborn child legally murdered, this is called a right, and those that oppose this right are shamed for telling women that they have murdered their child – is the party that opposes abortion truly screwy? Or are they practicing “common” sense?

2) This next point admittedly doesn’t follow logic, but it does fall into the category of uncommon sense…You have been married for two years – you find out you are pregnant. You both are overjoyed. During those nine months you keep your friends updated: “Our ball of tissue is two months along!”… “Next week we are going to find out the gender of our clump of cells!”… “Boy honey, this pregnancy has been long, can’t wait until the day we can morph this worthless glob into a fully valuable human being.” . . . I am guessing that when I said ‘worthless’ you cocked your head slightly. Of course, those previous statements are ridiculous. And we all know they are ridiculous. Because, truly, at the core, we all know that the unborn child has incredible value! Indeed, that is why we ask “when is your baby due?”… everyone knows this. It’s human life. It’s a person.

The unborn child is as valuable as anyone. Yes, it is in a more vulnerable, less developed state – this should only incur more protection and love! Not more laws allowing “healthcare” systems to make money off of dicing up our small boys and girls. I pray that hearts would be changed in this area. And I am confident hearts will be changed! God will continue to show people the preciousness of these little men and women. Let’s pray for that. God bless.

Jesus Saves

It is no unknown fact. Jesus saves. Many have heard the saying. Jesus saves. All will one day know. Jesus saves. Are you a sinner? Jesus saves. Think that no one cares about you – perhaps. But Jesus saves. Jesus saves, and Jesus loves. Jesus gave. He gave himself for us. We need have no fear in death – we are saved.

The God of this universe has given His life for you. He knew we couldn’t pay the price – we are not perfect. Jesus is the perfect sacrifice. Guys, don’t overlook this. None of us knows how much longer we have before we die. Work things out with God.

God so loved the world that He gave his only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life. J316

Pray for the unborn children. There are many who would be in our lives, friends and family – some precious people. But they’re not here, because of abortion. Pray that the next generation does not have so many people missing. . .

Injustice

To be the victim of an injustice is hard. Yes, we all agree. But really think about it. Think about a true injustice committed against you. Does this happen often? Perhaps. Perhaps not. When it does happen, it stinks.

Though we hate injustice (and we agree we hate injustice), there is a catch – most only hate injustice if it is they who are the victim.

You say, “No, I hate injustice for all!” – you are a liar. The general, good, upstanding citizen will condemn injustice, as this is the socially accepted thing to do: “Yes, isn’t it terrible about that dictator. . . Oh indeed, slavery was a horrid thing. . . How could anybody do that to another person. . . ”

But actions speak louder than words – a lot louder. The way to prove you are as virtuous as you think you are, is go and do something. It is hard to do something, humans are instinctively selfish. We may not like that something happened in history, or that there is evil in the world, but we only act if we think it may effect us in some way – if it threatens our well being.

This truth is saddening, but it is the human state. Love your neighbor as yourself – that’s hard.

Many, many, many, many unborn children are murdered each day. How sad we say. But few of us do anything about it – because we are born, an the issue hardly effects us.

The bible says that no one is good (Romans 3:10). The only one who is good, the only one who truly cares about the oppressed and destitute, is God Himself. God is Love, and he hates injustice. For abortion to end, people must be convicted by God’s spirit. Christians who say they oppose abortion must be filled with God’s Holy Spirit. . . no Holy Spirit, no true love. No true love, no true action. No true action, no end to human abortion.

We must act, but we don’t care to. We must care, before we act. We can’t care, but God does care. We are not God, but He has given us His Spirit. Take hold of His Spirit, thank Him for it, and then act. . .

“An injustice anywhere, is a threat to justice everywhere” – MLKJR

Human Life – How your mom turns you into a human being. (Part 2)

 

People are often wrong. There are substantial numbers (millions and millions for you specific’s people) of abortions performed each year. Some say this is their body, and their right,  others cry genocide. The drastic differences in opinion demand resolve. Abortion is not an issue where people can celebrate their differences and wave a rainbow flag. This is life and death. The answer must be firm, and clear.

Unborn babies are people. Many rebuttals are boiled with illogical, egotistic, selfism. A splash of emotionalism completes this muddled brew.

Let’s talk about one aspect of this concoction . The day your mom turns you into a human being. . .

Hey. Honey. Wake up. It’s time!

 Time?

Yeah – it’s 3 am, my water broke – let’s go turn this glob of fetal tissue inside my uterus into a human being! 

Yes dear, let’s make this happen. You’ve been an incubator too long. . .  

Off to the hospital. Turns out, this lady actually has two globs of developing fetal tissue enclosed in her endometrium. No, she’s not going to have a baby. But, as the umbilical cord is cut, I suppose, the baby will have itself? Confusing, rather.

On the trip into the hospital, husband decides to question wife about that exact moment in which their glob mutates into a human being. . .

Dear, I have been thinking, when is that magical time the ball of tissue inside of you turns into a baby? It must be at some point during the birth. Right? I mean, we know it’s not before that. . .when it’s just a ball of meaningless cells. Is it when the head fully emerges? The foot? The leg? What if it’s a breech!? What if you need a c-section, like last time, is it when the doctor first sees the developing mass? Dear, another thing has been on my mind, what if the little clump has shoulder dystonia, and as it’s head emerges it can’t continue and then slips back in? Is the clump a human when it shows it’s head, and then not a human when it retracts back into the birth canal?

Also dear, there are two clumps in there, after the first clump is humanized, is the second clump still non-human? Could we terminate the second clump? Perhaps we should dear, after all, we are only ready for one. . . 

 

I do apologize if that narrative offends you. It offends me. The point of this story is to highlight how obscure, and vague the pro-choice view on when life begins really is. Birth is not so clear a definition as they would like it to be. An unborn baby is not a glob, or a clump, or a mash of meaningless tissue. And contractions don’t grant life. An unborn baby is a precious thing.

Thank you for your time. Please let me know what you think, where I am wrong, and what could be added.

God bless.

 

 

Game of Words

Once I told my mother to name my brother Rocking-chair. She pondered it for a time. I was young, and the thought of having a brother named Rocking-chair, well, seemed fun.

Now, my mother was a wise woman, and despite my conjuring, she denied the request. Oh well. Who knew that the exchange would leave me with a fitting metaphor. . .  Let us suppose that my mother did indeed name my younger brother rocking-chair. Despite what you may think, this would not have made my brother a piece of furniture. . .

Forgive me, perhaps you find this explanation insulting. And rightly so. However, there are those who need to hear it.

I watched a clip from The View today. I don’t usually entertain myself with Whoopi and her friends. However, when investigating the latest ideals of the extreme feminist, Whoopi  delivers.

She was talking about the woman’s march, and all that. But, then she began discussing the march for life (and started playing the part of a confused stepchild, watching her newlywed parents quarrel) . . . I am paraphrasing, but she spouted off something to the tune of, “I am pro-life, we are all pro-life. . . We just don’t want the government controlling our bodies. Sometimes women have to make hard decisions, and that’s why we need abortion.”

Goldberg and her pals began discussing it. There was a catholic at the table, who gave a sub-par pro-life rebuttal, obviously not wanting to offend. (You can watch it using the link below)

Whoopi says she is pro-life

There are several things worth pointing out here.

1) Because you say it, does not make it so:  If I say that I’m a feminist, but that I think men are better than women, it begs the question: What’s your problem? If I say that I uphold equal rights, but that I wouldn’t hire a black man, it makes one question my sanity. Further, If say I am pro-life, yet support the world’s right to murder over 50,ooo,ooo unborn babies a year, many will begin chanting. . . Phony!Phony!Phony!

This fraudulent narrative boggles my mind. “I’m pro-life,” – for what? Grass? Egyptian cacti? Certainly not human beings.

Whoopi, your antics are not so clandestine. Your abortion supporting days are numbered, and you know it.

There will come a day – probably soon – when the word abortion, will be abhorred. When those who support it will be brought to justice. And when the precious person of the unborn is fully recognized. The time is coming, and Whoopi inc. (i.e The abortion rights supporters) know it. . .

With this knowledge, abortion supporters soften their narrative. Oh, no, I’m pro-life – see, I said so. What, no no, I think abortion is a bad thing. . . just necessary.

I do hope Whoopi is changing her ways, but I also know she understands the situation. She is losing, and she must find a way to soften the fall. Her thoughts represent many pro-choicers. Can’t beat em’ join em. . . subtly, and slyly. “I’m pro-life.”

. . . They know.

Let’s continue to pray for the unborn, and to love those who oppose us. God can change hearts.

 

 

It’s a baby. . . So what?

I tried to go to bed tonight. I was looking for some sleep. But sleep evaded me, and my mind began swirling. Perhaps it’s the quiet. Or the dark. . . for some reason, my mind is clearer. And I become overwhelmed.

Many times it’s life stuff, like school assignments, or an unsure work schedule. Tonight it was babies.

I don’t have time or patience, at this moment, to lay out specifics. The message is lost in specifics. Here is the thought that torments my mind. . .

“But. . . it’s a baby.”

“So what?”

The first quote being a plea for the precious life inside a mother’s womb, the second being the stark reality of the position the world holds.

I am horrified truly, at someone’s ability to murder their unborn baby, and claim to be an upstanding human being. I am further astonished at some people’s passionate belief in the necessity of being able to murder their child. The   self-centered ness of abortion advocates simply defys the laws of decency. Abortion is a work of Satan himself.

And, I guess what makes all this so saddening, is that they know it’s murder. I have conversations with pro choicers, or read articles… Every time I hear them saying the child would have a bad life, or the mother is alone, or their is a birth defect, or the the baby can’t even think yet. . . I just look up, and am like . . . “you didn’t just say that. . .”  Let me paint the bitter picture of today’s pro abortioner:

She has down syndrome. Kill her.

He will grow up poor. Kill him

Mom feels inconvenient having a child right now. Kill it.

It’s so small still, can’t even think. Kill it – if you want.

Since when did people murder vulnerable, small, needy, helpless unborn babies!!! And have the foolishness to call it a right. This is disgusting. I thought being vulnerable, small, needy, and helpless warranted a safe haven, and warm protection. Not getting murdered.

Let no one reading this be mistaken – abortion is murder, and God will hold those who do not repent accountable for their sin. Don’t scoff. God cares about the billions of children killed in the womb. He is grieved over each one. And God cares about you – pro choicer, abortion performer, baby murderer. Jesus Christ came to earth to die for these sins, and make you a new person. And He did come, and He did die – for you. And me. Turn to Him.

And stop murdering babies.

 

Killing Babies – Practice vs. Principle

I recently had a discussion about abortion. The opposing party went through the pro-choice routine. Woman’s health, some parents can’t care for kids, what about rape, bodily autonomy. My response?

Cool, cool. . . But those things don’t justify killing a baby.

I went on to explain a conundrum with the pro-choice/pro-life discussion.

Practice vs Principle.

In practice, I suppose I understand why people are in favor of abortion. There are “benefits,” one could say, to abortion. They say, “pregnancy is dangerous – it shouldn’t be forced on a woman.” (Then don’t engage in activity that would result in pregnancy – this however, is the scum of pro-life arguments, based upon unhinged religiosity . . . they say). “But rape –  you can’t force that child on a woman.” – “If the mothers health is in danger, it would be tyrannical to force her to bare that child.”

These arguments are just fine, and not easily refuted – if we are discussing practice. But we’re not.

Let me say something rash: the world doesn’t revolve around anyone. No one. It revolves around nonhuman things. For a reason.

Indeed, if decisions were only based on practice, then slavery was fine. And there was nothing wrong with the word’s genocides. If the shoes fits, one might say.

Practice says, “If it’s good for me and my select people group, then I’m going to do it – don’t judge me.”

Principle says, “Wrong is wrong – do the right thing, whether it benefits you or not.”

Slavery didn’t end because the founding fathers had a eureka about slaves being bad for American society. The educated analyst will affirm, free labor doesn’t hurt business returns. But slavery had to end, because it was wrong. Wrong in principle.

Abortion is eerily similar to slavery. One people group affirming their superiority to another.  Us first, unborn second. It doesn’t matter to abortion advocates that the humanness of the unborn has been proven. Doesn’t matter to them that killing another’s life is wrong. Doesn’t matter to them that they contradict themselves with their very name: pro-choice. What about the baby’s choice? Woman’s rights. What about the unborn women?

Abortion must end. And not because it’s bad for society, or woman’s health, or population-growth-forecasts, but because killing babies is bad.

I pray God would give people a hunger for truth. That God would give people a desire to do what is good – not just what’s “good” for them.