As usual, on Christmas morning last year I was the first one up at my house. I was feeling introspective and took advantage of the quiet time to look back at the past year and to look ahead at what I wanted to accomplish this year. I wondered why I have been given so much and why others have so little. Just 4 days earlier my oldest grandson had suffered a serious health crisis, and his well-being was weighing heavily on me. At this time in my life I know that the material things are fleeting and ephemeral. I’ve also come to realize that family and friends are much more important than money and possessions. Lately I’ve been asking myself what really makes me happy and what do I want to leave as my legacy. I’ve come to realize that I’m happiest when I’m helping people, and I’m at peace when I write a piece that I hope will touch at least one heart. In quiet times like this I also think about the pain and suffering that America’s unborn children endure every day at the hands of Planned Parenthood and America’s abortion industry. I knew on this crisp, cool morning my children and grandchildren would be arriving in a couple hours for our traditional Christmas breakfast. I also knew that somewhere in America as I waited for my loved ones to arrive, 3,500 unborn children were nestled comfortably in their mothers’ wombs, oblivious to the fact that they would die tomorrow at the hands of America’s industry of death.
Why I decided to write a letter to President Obama on Christmas morning, I can’t tell you. But I did, and below is my Christmas Day letter to the President, just as it appeared to the White House staffer as he or she fed it into their shredder.
The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW
Washington, D.C. 20500
Attn: President Barack Obama
December 25, 2013
As I sit here on Christmas morning waiting for my children and grandchildren to arrive, I’m reflecting on my purpose in life. I have a stressful, albeit, well-paid job, but I feel the pull to work full-time towards the betterment of my fellow man, regardless of the compensation or lack thereof for doing so. I’m conflicted over the financial obligations I have for my family and the unrelenting sense of purpose I feel to use the gift of life I have been given to dedicate my life to save the world’s children from the scourge of abortion. Do I abdicate my duties as a father and grandfather and work to save the many, or focus on my own family and encourage them to join me on my mission to end abortion?
Despite the calling I feel to end abortion, my love for my children and grandchildren compels me to focus my efforts to insure they are all safe and happy. The confliction I feel is this: While I’m spending quality time with my family, always in the back of my mind is the realization that every 26 seconds in America, while I laugh and play with my grandsons, another child is dying at the hands of America’s abortion industry. Mr. President, doing nothing as millions of children die every year in my country is not an option for me. The principles our country was founded upon would never even consider the indiscriminate killing of our unborn children a Right that was granted by God to their mothers. Evil empires like Planned Parenthood could have never been imagined by the men of honor and integrity that formed our nation as the one place on earth where our Creator’s intention that all men are created equal would stand as our foundational principle.
As the New Year approaches, Harry Reid has refused to allow the Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act to be voted upon in the Senate. Mr. President, no debate should be necessary on this bill. What man or woman with even a modicum of humanity could vote against a bill designed to prevent the killing of unborn children who have developed to the point that they can feel the pain of being killed? Sir, you owe all Americans an explanation as to why you have threatened to veto this bill if it is passed by the Senate.
Thousands of American children will die in our nation’s abortion mills tomorrow. Today, while millions of children celebrate Christmas, thousands of scared, confused mothers are preparing to have their unborn children killed tomorrow, many of them feeling they have no other option. We are better than this as a nation and as parents and grandparents.
Mr. President, hug your children today and think about the ones doomed to die tomorrow.
As always, my letters to you are published on my pro-life blog at www.prolifepoppop.com. Write back and I’ll publish it, unedited.
cc: Planned Parenthood