Sundays

Sundays are a mixed bag for me.  It’s the day of the week that I get to spend the most time with my grandsons.  It’s also the last day that over 3,000 unborn babies will be alive in America.  On Monday they will be killed in one of our nation’s abortion mills.  While I watch football and play with my grandsons on Sundays, young mothers are struggling with the decision they’ve made to have their unborn child killed.  Somewhere deep inside, most of them know that a human life will be ended because of their decision.  Their justifications for doing the unjustifiable range from “I can’t care for a child right now”, “it’s better off dead”, and “I can’t afford a child”, to “abortion is legal, so I’m not doing anything wrong”.

Abortion is legal in America, but that doesn’t mean it’s right.  Everything that happened in the Nazi concentration camps during World War 2 was legal at the time in Germany.  The extermination of an entire culture of people was legal, and through the lens of hindsight and history it’s now viewed as one of the most horrific human disasters of all time. I can only imagine how abortion will be viewed by future generations long after it is finally abolished.

The number of fans packing the stadiums at yesterday’s 2 NFL playoff games represent less than 10% of the total number of children who will die this year at the hands of Planned Parenthood and its colleagues in the business of killing children for a fee.  For football fans this is the best time of the year.  For Planned Parenthood and America’s abortion industry it’s just business as usual.  Next weekend the cycle will repeat itself.  Fans will be watching football, hoping that their team will survive another week, and I’ll be hard at work, hoping that I can convince even one mother to allow a child scheduled to die on Monday to live.

The teams still in the running for the Super Bowl are the best of the best.  Through hard work and discipline the players on these teams have reached a level that few of their peers will ever experience.  Regardless of what they’ve achieved in their lives, they all started out just like you and me.  We all began our lives as helpless babies, entirely dependent on others for our very survival.  We all received the same animating spark of life from our Creator, and we all have a moral obligation to protect every child, both born and unborn.

I look forward to a time when Sundays are no longer the last day alive for thousands of unborn children.  I look forward to a time when I can watch football again, with my arms around both my grandsons, and not having to worry about how many children will die the next day at the hands of an industry of death.  I look forward to a time when the country I swore an oath to die for, if necessary, returns to the values that made it the greatest country in the history of the world.

 

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