Perspective #2

My team, the Ravens, were eliminated from the playoffs last night.  I would have liked to have seen them win, but at this stage of my life I see it for what it is; it’s only a game.  Most of the things in life that set us up for stress or disappointment just aren’t that important. When we view these things from the perspective of life or death; and in the context of eternity, we’re able to see what’s truly important.  Life goes on, whether my team wins or not.  My team can be proud of the fact that they fought a good fight and that the final outcome of the game wasn’t decided until the last play.  Fighting the good fight and walking away with your head held high, knowing that you did your best, is good enough for most situations in life.  Unfortunately, the fight I’ve committed to winning is not a game, and it is a matter of life and death.

Losing my fight to end abortion is not an option.  If my efforts and those of millions of other supporters of the pro-life movement fail, unborn children will continue to be killed by the millions.  This is not a fight that we can walk away from, heads held high, satisfied that we did our best, even if we don’t win.  This is not a fight between principled warriors.  It’s a fight between those of us who revere the sanctity of every human life and those in the business of killing unborn children for nothing more than a few hundred bucks per life.  When viewed from a purely numerical perspective, the number of unborn children killed every year by America’s abortion industry is about equal to the total number of soldiers who have died in all our nation’s military conflicts since our founding.

From any perspective, the number of children killed in America since Roe v Wade is staggering; nearly 60 million.  Abortion is slowly declining, but that provides no comfort to my side or the more than 1 million unborn children who will die this year at the hands of Planned Parenthood and its cohorts in the abortion industry.  Victory for my side is no less than every unborn child being allowed to exercise its God given right to life.

My team won’t be making it to the Super Bowl this year, but they’ll persevere and they’ll be back soon.  They know that focusing on your goal and committing to doing whatever it takes to achieve it, will eventually get you there.  They view every failure as an opportunity to improve, and as taking them one step closer to reaching their goal.  My daily goal is to help end the practice of abortion, and I have faith that every day that I fail to achieve my mission brings me one step closer to completing it.  My Super Bowl is a world that welcomes its unborn children as the gifts from God that they are.  It’s a world where every life is viewed as equally important as any other, regardless of whether it has just been conceived or has long since been born.




The last few weeks have been a very stressful time for me at work, and based on my workload, I don’t see it getting any better any time soon.  At this stage of my life I’ve learned to look at the big picture and view things in perspective during times like this.  While I may not be having fun at work these days, it could be worse.  Every day that I think I’m overworked or over stressed more than 3,000 unborn children are murdered in their mothers’ wombs in America. It seems that in the big scheme of things my problems just aren’t that important.

My stressful job provides me the means to contribute to worthy charities and to spoil my grandsons.  I look at every day at work as 1 less day I have to wait before I can pursue my goal of working on a full time basis to end abortion.  Knowing that 3,000 innocent children will die every day that I fail to convince the abortion industry to close its doors is actually much more stressful to me than the travail I encounter at work.  Not an hour goes by that I don’t think about the suffering and death that our unborn children endure every day.

My problems pale in comparison to those of millions of innocent civilians in the Middle East living in the path of the death and destruction being wrought by the brutal thugs of ISIS.  While I worry about bid deadlines and signing contracts, they worry about having their families killed by a gang of social misfits who think it’s cool to wreak murder and havoc in the name of a twisted ideology.  Unfortunately, murder and havoc aren’t the exclusive domain of murderous goons like ISIS.  Planned Parenthood and America’s abortion industry will end over a million innocent lives this year; far more than the Jihadist lunatics of ISIS could ever dream of.

Perspective is corrupted by ignorance and denial.  The average American is rightly appalled by the beheading of an innocent journalist but blissfully ignorant of the fact that during the week the beheading story  controls the news cycle over 20,000 innocent children will die in our nation’s abortion mills.  The death of one innocent human being is reported and analyzed 24/7, with the pundits debating its root cause and remedies; and all the while America’s abortion industry continues to churn out a steady stream of dead children.  In a sane world the weekly murder of over 20,000 children would garner more attention than the latest attempt by losers like ISIS to incite terror among the masses. It all comes down to perspective.

My problems at work will pass.  The children who had the misfortune of entering a Planned Parenthood clinic today will be dead forever.  Perspective is all about how we view any given set of circumstances or events against another .  A bad day at work, or a bad day at the abortion clinic; which one really matters?