Having recently turned 60, I’ve been assessing what’s important in my life and how I want to spend the rest of it.  I’m well paid for what I do in a rather high-stress job.  In my younger days it was all about the money.  Now the money just doesn’t seem that important.  These days I ask myself if I want to spend the rest of my working life putting in long hours at a job that in the end doesn’t make me feel that I’m working to benefit humanity.  I must confess that during my day job I can’t help but think more and more about my night job; working to end abortion.

I would gladly leave my money and possessions behind today and work full-time towards my goal of ending abortion if I didn’t feel honor bound to provide for my children and grandsons, and the worthy charities my income allows me to support.  It would be disingenuous of me if I didn’t  admit that when I began my quest to bring an end to the killing of unborn children I was concerned about what my friends and family would think about my beliefs.  Now, I don’t care.  I know I’m on the right side of this issue and no amount of negative feedback, rejection, or even hatred, should either be directed at me, will ever diminish my commitment.

I’m committed to changing a society where more black children died by abortion in New York City last year than were allowed to be born.  I’m committed to ending the involuntary funding of abortion giants like Planned Parenthood with taxes paid by pro-life Americans.  Whether my daily work is read by 1 or 1,000,000, I’ll continue to fight for every child.  Whether I’m able to change even one mind or save one life, I will not stop.

I feel a sense of urgency to put as much of my work out here as quickly as possible.  I don’t know if this means that my time is short or that maybe there is a chance that something I write will make a difference.  Either way, I’ll continue to work for every child’s right to life until I no longer can.  The 3,500 children killed in America today were simply trying to live.  They did nothing wrong and were not able to defend their God given right to life.  I will.

While I welcome any help I can get to end the killing, I will persevere alone if need be.  There are many fine pro-life organizations out there with much larger followings than I have, all fighting every day to save our children.  I really don’t care who wins the fight for life as long as it is won.  If I’m able to play a small part in the victory, so be it.  If not, I’ll look back and know that I did my best.

The 1.2 million children doomed to die this year in America’s abortion mills deserve better.  They deserve their chance to just have a chance, just like all of us.  So far in my life, I’ve never encountered a problem that got better or went away if I just ignored it.  America’s abortion mills won’t close and the killing of our children won’t stop if we just look the other way and pretend it isn’t happening.   I won’t look the other way.  Will you?