The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW
Washington, D.C. 20500
Attn: President Barack Obama
July 1, 2013
Watching the torrential rainfall outside my office window this morning reminded me that rainy Mondays are part of the Universe’s grand blueprint for life on earth. The reality is this: If every day brought sunshine and birds singing, life as we know it would come to a rather quick end. Rainy Mondays are a part of our lives to teach us to appreciate and give thanks for those rare and fleeting days of bright sunshine and cloudless skies.
Mr. President, rainy Mondays and beautiful sunlit skies are symbolic of the successes and failures in all our lives and also stand as a testament to the hope and promise of better days to come. We can be assured that the rain in all our lives, from a raging torrent to an imperceptible mist, will eventually yield to the light, and the truth that comes with it.
Mr. President, my dream is that every innocent child is spared from the hands of the abortionist and lives to play and frolic through countless rain showers and the brilliant sunlit days that will most assuredly follow.
Sir, as a pro-life advocate, some days are harder than others. Knowing that, despite our best efforts, thousands of innocent babies will be killed in their mothers’ womb every day can sometimes lead us to believe that the rain will never end. However, being steadfast in our faith that the rain always ends and the light always returns provides those among us of good conscience the motivation to fight the good fight until this dark period for our nation’s unborn ends with the unceremonious death of the abortion industry.
Mr. President, the sun has shone on Planned Parenthood for over 40 years now and they have rained death upon our children for far too long. Their rainy day is coming and like rain always does, it will wash away that which is impure and allow life to flourish.
Sir, here’s to rainy days and sunshine and a new era where all our unborn children will be loved and cherished as the gifts from God they are.
Mr. President, in closing, one can only hope that enough rain will fall to wash the smell of death from the hands and hearts of you, the pro-abortion crowd, and the industry of death you promote.
cc: Planned Parenthood