March 29, 2014

When I first started my work for the pro-life movement I planned to include a brief narrative with every post.  This narrative would explain my motivation for the piece I was posting, and provide some background information not included in the piece.  I believe that God doesn’t necessarily call the most qualified or most talented to do His work; He calls on the most willing.  Maybe that’s why I’m doing this.  Certainly, I’m not a literary genius and ask anyone who knows me; I’m not that bright.  What I am is a man who is haunted by the fact that thousands of unborn children will die in America’s abortion mills today; and tomorrow the killing will continue.  I can’t explain what a calling is, but I feel the calling to end abortion or die trying.  I accept the call.  I’m in the process of writing new letters to all the usual suspects in the pro-abortion movement and I’m taking a step back to some of my previous posts and writing these short narratives that didn’t get written the first time around.  The following piece, simply titled The Calling, was first posted last August.


The Calling

I’ve always been pro-life, but like most people was too busy raising a family and making a living to really contemplate the horrors of abortion.  Throughout my life I had heard public figures say they had felt a calling to dedicate their lives to the causes they believed in.  I watched them pursue their callings, often at great personal sacrifice and often making the ultimate sacrifice in honor of their cause.  I watched as Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. gave his life for his cause.  I watched as Mother Teresa lived in the squalid slums of India as she comforted its impoverished children.

The birth of my first grandson, the child of my child, stirred something inside me. With the birth of my grandson I finally realized the miracle that manifests itself as life.  I knew at that moment that every life is priceless and represents a gift to the world from our Creator.  The slow burn of my calling had begun but I still didn’t know what it was.  I spent the next 2 years watching my family’s little miracle grow and flourish and used that time to learn life’s lessons from an innocent child.  My grandson taught me the meaning of unconditional love and trust.  He taught me to experience awe at the sight of a bird in flight and a butterfly as it danced from flower to flower.  I learned the true meaning of joy as I saw the look of sheer joy on his face from the simple act of wearing his new basketball pajamas for the first time.  I sat through hours of Mickey Mouse movies with him and wouldn’t trade a minute of the time we spent and continue to spend together for anything in the world. My grandson showed me the way and made me realize that the calling I was feeling was real and that I had finally found my life’s purpose.

And then the news came that my second grandson was on the way.  Unbeknownst to me at the time, my second grandson’s impending birth was another not so subtle slap to the back of the head by the Universal Intelligence telling me to get it in gear and start my work of saving our unborn children.   But, by this time my calling to become a pro-life advocate had already begun to build and the pull was getting stronger by the day.  I don’t have a wall full of diplomas or a resume of fancy degrees and I can’t really explain what a calling is.  All I know is that something inside me beyond the realm of the physical world is guiding me towards my life’s work.  I can feel it and I know it’s there, and I’m listening.  My mission to save the world’s unborn children began on May 12, 2013 and will continue until my dying breath.  Once you realize what your purpose in life is you immediately develop a sense of clarity regarding everything else in your life.  You realize the problems you stressed about yesterday really weren’t that big a deal.  You know, without a doubt, that you were put on earth in this place at this time to do what you have been called upon to do.  With that comes a sense of peace that I can’t describe with words.

I’m following my calling as a happy warrior, knowing that my pro-life position and views will bring anger and ridicule from some, and I don’t care.  I know that advocating life over death is the right thing to do and no amount of baseless justifications and shallow arguments from the other side will ever convince me otherwise.

My children and grandchildren are my inspiration to do everything I can to end the scourge of abortion.  My weapon of choice in defense of life is the written word.  Every day I’m writing commentaries and letters to politicians, abortion providers, public figures, and everyone and anyone who somewhere deep inside knows the truth but refuses to acknowledge it.

My goal is nothing less than the end of abortion in my lifetime. I know I can’t do it alone and I know that help will come from sources yet unknown to me.   Laugh if you want, ridicule and demean me if it makes you feel better, or join me in promoting life.



March 28, 2014

Whenever I write to President Obama I copy Planned Parenthood as well.  I do so since they work hand in hand to promote infanticide in the country I love. The leader of the free world will have presided over the killing of over 10 million unborn children by the end of his second term.  I wrote the following letter to the President on October 17 of last year.  On that night I was particularly aggravated with the man who will, in all probability, go down in history as one of the worst, if not the worst, President in our history.


The White House

1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW

Washington, D.C.  20500


Attn:    President Barack Obama


October 17, 2013


Mr. President:

Turns out your signature piece of legislation, ObamaCare, is just as big a flop as your Presidency.  Your administration has taken the concept of government over-reach to a whole new level.  Unfortunately, as the most pro-abortion President in history, you have done nothing to stop the killing of America’s unborn children.  When a sitting President speaks at Planned Parenthood’s annual gala and ends his speech with the words “God bless Planned Parenthood,” that pretty much says it all.

Mr. President, you know ObamaCare will never work.  You know it will destroy what’s left of our economy.  You know it will make every American complicit in the funding of abortions.  So, why are you so doggedly pursuing something that you know will destroy the country that you swore an oath to preserve, protect, and defend?  The answer is obvious.  Your intent is to destroy America and everything it stands for.

Allowing over a million of our unborn children to be killed every year is part and parcel of the Progressive dream of a socialistic State.  You and yours envision a society where actions have no consequences and personal responsibility is a thing of the past.  In your world the government decides who lives and who dies, who is allowed to succeed, and who must be compelled to fail in order to ‘level the playing field’ for those unable or unwilling to win or lose solely as a result of their own efforts or lack thereof.

Mr. President, eugenics is a necessary component of the Liberal Progressive agenda.  Killing our unborn children, especially those with any sort of fetal abnormality, or those who show up at an inconvenient time is promoted as the societal norm in your warped world view.  Your side spins the methodical dismemberment of a pain-capable living child as a dilation and evacuation.  Your side allows a fully developed child to be murdered while it is in the process of being born and calls it partial-birth abortion.  In your sick minds a child is not to be afforded the right to life and all the Constitutional protections that come with it until it has completely left its mother’s body.  You have no problem killing these children even though they have been fully delivered with the exception of the very top of their heads.

Mr. President, you are presiding over infanticide and not only choose to do nothing to end it; you actively promote it.  I used to think your failings as a leader were simply due to your inexperience and incompetence.  It’s now clear that you really meant it when you said you were going to fundamentally change America.  Change can be good when it improves lives and promotes freedom.  It can be a nightmare when it fulfills the vision of an evil wannabe surrounded by a cadre of clueless academics and bureaucrats seeking to impose their vision of a socialist utopia.

As always, my letters to you are published on my pro-life blog at  Write back and I’ll publish it, unedited.

cc:  Planned Parenthood