Just Enough to Get By

I watched Saturday night as Floyd Mayweather, an admittedly gifted fighter, did just enough to win his fight.  At fight’s end, after being declared the winner, he was greeted with a chorus of boos. Most in the crowd knew he had phoned it in and hadn’t given his best. He’ll receive close to $200 million for his mediocre effort and nearly everyone will hail him as the greatest of all time.  I disagree.  As a fight fan, I expect both combatants to be physically and mentally drained at the end, having left everything in the ring.  The same principle applies to our chosen paths in life.

Just like we expect gifted athletes to leave it all on the field, we should demand no less of ourselves.  Our chosen endeavors should be labors of love and jobs that we are willing to dedicate our lives to.  Our chosen endeavors may not be in sync with our present vocations, and many of us, including me, struggle daily to reconcile the fleeting security of a “real job” as juxtaposed against what we feel in our hearts we should be doing.  I know that my calling to end abortion is something that can’t be phoned in.  I know I can’t do just enough to get by and hope to achieve my goal of every new life being allowed to run its universally unique course.

I search daily for a sign that I should take a leap of faith and dedicate my life full-time to the task I know in my heart I am here to do. I wonder if the signs are all around me and I just don’t see them.  The winner of Saturday night’s fight, whether he admits it or not, knows that he is not fully expressing the unique gifts he has been given.  Deep inside he knows the fruits of his labors could be used to benefit his fellow man and that he could turn his life around and use his fame and resources to become a role model for millions of children.

Be it on a small scale, or massive worldwide change, we all have within us the ability to make the world a better place. There’s no room for excuses or half-hearted efforts when it comes to serving our fellow man.  I’m reminded on a daily basis that thousands of unborn children will be killed today and thousands more will die tomorrow if I don’t succeed in my efforts to save them.  I watch as Planned Parenthood’s Cecile Richards celebrates her abortion as “liberating”, and wonder how we got to this point.

In my business and personal life I’ve learned that you will never get the results you want unless you are willing to do the work that needs to be done.  I’ve also learned that the gift of life is fleeting and worth anything we may risk to protect those who can’t protect themselves.  I want the children of the world to know that I’ve got their back and that I will never do just enough to get by in my efforts to end abortion.

The Big Picture

At this stage of my life I’m looking at things in a different way than I did when I was younger.  I’ve been a fitness buff for many years, and at 61 I’m in pretty good shape.  I’m doing everything I can to delay the inevitable decline that I know is coming.  My motives are somewhat selfish.  I want to experience life with my children and grandchildren for as long as possible.  And I want to have the energy to fight the good fight as I work to end abortion.

It’s taken a large portion of my life to realize that life is not something you take for granted.  I’ve come to embrace all the positive thinking mumbo jumbo that actually makes sense when you think about it; “live for today, tomorrow isn’t guaranteed, and your next heartbeat could be your last, so don’t waste it.”  I’d like to think that with age comes wisdom, and I hope that I’m not the exception to the rule.  I’ve never really participated in organized religion, but I feel closer to God than I ever have.

I was called 2 years ago to dedicate my life to ending abortion.  It’s a calling I can feel in my heart and a calling that I know was from God.  While I’m not deserving of His trust, I’m committed to answering His call and standing on the side of life for the rest of mine.  The big picture, as I see it for me, is placing the lives of innocent children above my own. It’s working to help someone every day and seeing one life saved as worthy of a lifetime’s work.  My goal is to save millions of lives, and I take it personally every day that Planned Parenthood remains in business.

We’re all included in the big picture and we’re all here at this time and this place for a reason.  As much as many of us would like to live our lives, mind our own business, and leave the hard work of changing the world to others, it’s up to each of us to do our part.  Our gift of life comes with conditions.  In exchange for the miracle of life, we are honor bound to serve our fellow man and to hold every life in reverence.  When the human condition devolves to the point that we kill one another out of intolerance and allow industries to make billions of dollars for killing our children, we have some work to do.

The dysfunction and violence that permeates our society is a clear signal that something isn’t right.  We all can see it and most of us will try to get by without doing anything to oppose evil or to right the wrongs that our inaction perpetuates.  The big picture for me involves living a life focused on honor and integrity.  It’s centered around a personal code of ethical conduct that I hold myself to, and a commitment to help anyone in need at any time.  The big picture, as I see it, is my individual perception of reality, just as the billions of other human beings inhabiting the planet earth have their own.

The big picture for me won’t be complete until I live in a world that no longer kills its children.  Until then, I will work to change the hearts and minds of my fellow human beings, one at a time if necessary, to insure that every unborn child is allowed to fully experience the miracle of life..

Stand For Life

We all have a moral imperative to take action in the face of evil.  When we ignore the suffering and death of our fellow human beings and fail to protect those of us in harm’s way, we, ourselves become complicit in the crimes against humanity we claim to abhor.  Much of the world’s population is oppressed by ruthless dictators or threatened by terrorist thugs like ISIS.  So called civilized nations like America, the country I was lucky enough to be born into, allow their unborn children to be legally killed by an industry that promotes its deadly services from the moment of conception to birth.

The divinely endowed rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, so eloquently enumerated by America’s founders, apply to every human being, regardless of where in the world they may be or at what stage of development their universally unique life may have progressed to.  Each of us has the ability to fight oppression and to save lives.  While our individual capabilities may vary, our potential to make impactful change and to serve our fellow man is unlimited.  Those of us who can, have an obligation to do.  Those who see evil and look away will be judged accordingly.

I see the evil of abortion and I will not look away.  Over 20,000 innocent children will die needless deaths in America this week and 20,000 more will die next week unless a quantum change in attitudes and behavior instantly occurs.  I acknowledge that these changes would require a miracle, but I still believe in miracles.  As human beings, we are entrusted with the most coveted of all the miracles of the universe; life.  We’ve done a pretty bad job of protecting life and insuring that the most basic and most important of all God’s gifts is held in reverence.  Evil organizations like Planned Parenthood are allowed to kill hundreds of thousands of innocent children every year in the country representing the world’s last best hope.

Evil is opportunistic, and thrives where there is ignorance and apathy. Just like a brilliant light can instantly end the darkest night, the simple but powerful act of welcoming every new life into the world will end the practice of abortion forever.  The challenge is, how do we get there?  We look inside and marvel at the gift of life we were given.  We contemplate our beating hearts and realize that the animating life force behind every beat is not from this world.  We appreciate that we are universally unique human beings and that every other human being, from the moment of conception, is one of a kind and deserving of the gift of life.

When we stop killing our fellow human beings there is no limit to what we can do together.  When standing on the side of life we must be willing to give everything, even our life, to serve our fellow man.  The greatest man to ever walk the earth did just that.  He told us that we can do all the things He did, and greater things still.  I take Him at His word and pledge to stand up for life, no matter what.

 

A Typical Day

My day today was filled with meetings, crisis resolution, and putting together a bid package worth millions of dollars. As busy as I was, the thought that thousands of innocent children were being killed by America’s abortion industry while I worked, never left my mind.  That’s my life these days.  No matter what I’m doing or where I happen to be, the mission that I’ve committed the rest of my life to, ending abortion, is always on my mind.  When a typical day at Planned Parenthood is an empty parking lot and no more babies entering a clinic alive and leaving dead, my mission will be complete.

I have a stressful job and some days I would rather do just about anything other than what I do for a living.  On those days I think about the innocent children all over the world, beginning their day, not knowing that they will be killed; and the day ahead of me doesn’t appear so daunting.  The problems we all face on a daily basis pale in comparison to an innocent child’s last minutes in an abortion clinic.  While most of our problems are self inflicted, the fate of thousands of unborn children every day in America is decided by others.

I can only imagine a typical day at a Planned Parenthood clinic.  Their employees kiss their children goodbye, put in a long day of killing other peoples’ children, and then go home to their own.  I have to think that the workers at a place like Planned Parenthood lose a little bit of their soul every day.  And I absolutely believe that when you take the gift of life from an innocent human being you give up a portion of your own.

From my perspective, spending our days treating people right and respecting every unborn child’s right to life is much easier than spending  our limited time killing our fellow human beings.  There’s enough violence and mayhem in the world. The last thing we need are organizations dedicated to killing children for money.  If a typical day is meant to be normal and uneventful, count me out.  My goal is to change the world and change the minds of those believing that killing an unborn child is a simple matter of choice.  If the pursuit of my goal makes anyone uncomfortable, so be it; sue me.

At this point in my life, my typical day is hectic and oft times chaotic.  In the midst of the chaos I always know that the day I’ll be able to dedicate my efforts full-time in defense of life is moving ever closer.  My hope is that by the time I am able to work full-time to end abortion, my efforts and those of millions of other like-minded individuals will have already ended it.

A typical day for every unborn child should end with it being alive and healthy.  Until that time comes, I’ll continue to speak out for the most vulnerable among us; those without a voice.

The Only Easy Day Was Yesterday

These wise words from the Navy Seals ring true in most of our lives.  Before we decide to take on a seemingly insurmountable task, life is easy, but not necessarily rewarding.  Once we get started, we begin to doubt that our goals are achievable.  We wonder if we should have set the bar lower, if we should have left the heavy lifting to others.  When we put our doubts aside and commit to achieving what we once thought was impossible, anything is possible.  The secret is to move forward with fearless determination and to never take a step backwards.  Own your mission in life, commit to it fully, and ignore those who will tell you that it can’t be done.

My mission in life is to end abortion.  I’m in the warm-up phase right now.  In about four and a half years, when I plan to retire, my full-time job will be fighting for every unborn child’s right to life.  I’ve been told that I can’t make a difference and that nothing I can do will close the doors of Planned Parenthood and their friends in the business of killing babies.  I believe otherwise.  I know it sounds crazy, but I’ve seen a world where we no longer allow our children to be killed and we respect every human beings’ right to life.  It’s a world I want my grandsons to grow up in and a world I would like to experience before my life in the physical realm comes to an end.

The time we all were given is priceless and we never know when our time is up.  The time we waste can never be recovered and no one knows when they’ve performed their last good or bad deed.  I’ve made the choice to do everything I can to leave the world a little better than it was when I got here.  I could have chosen any number of good causes to work for, and never would have thought that I would be chosen to work for a cause.  On May 12 of 2013 I was called to speak out on behalf of our unborn children.  The call was unmistakable and I have no idea why I was picked.  I could have ignored the call and gone about my life; not spending countless hours writing, and not spending every day wondering what it will take to reach my goal.  I could have done anything else with my life, but I couldn’t look into my grandsons’ eyes, knowing that thousands of their future friends are killed every day, and not do anything to stop it.

I work hard at my day job and at this point in my life I’m just doing it for the money.  I look forward to the day in the not so distant future when I no longer work for money, but work full time at something much more important than worldly compensation.   I look forward to working harder in retirement than I ever worked at building my career.  I look forward to the doors slamming shut at all the world’s abortion mills for the last time, and I look forward to the world I’ve seen in my dreams becoming my reality.

 

The End of Abortion #2

Every 4 years the Presidential candidates on the Republican side are ambushed by the left-leaning media with the abortion question.  They’re asked why a woman shouldn’t have the right to have her unborn child killed at any time prior to birth and asked to explain why there shouldn’t be exceptions to any laws restricting abortion.  Every time, they box the candidate into a corner where any answer they give is construed and reported as a war on women.  These questions are asked for one reason only; to score a gotcha.  The Democrats are always given a pass and never asked the tough questions.  They dutifully trot out, kiss the ring of the pro-abortion lobby, and quote the standard liberal talking point that abortion should be “safe, rare, and legal.”  No one believes it but it gets them through the abortion gauntlet and they move on.

This time around it’s not working out the way it always has in the past..  When asked about his position on restrictions to abortion without exception, Rand Paul threw it back to them.  He told them to ask Debbie Wasserman Schultz if she is ok with  killing a 7 pound baby in the womb because it has yet to be born.  The utterly clueless Schultz has been sputtering and stammering all week and, so far, has not answered the question.  I have a couple questions for Congresswoman Schultz: When does life begin?  Does life spontaneously erupt seconds before a child is born or is an unborn child a living human being from the moment of conception?

Schultz and her cohorts on the pro-abortion side would have you believe that the abortion debate is centered around the question of viability outside the womb and a woman’s so-called right to decide whether her unborn child should live or die.  They studiously avoid the question of when life begins and continue to ignore the fact that an unborn child is a unique and separate living human being, living inside its mother’s body.  When pressed on abortion, they invariably revert back to Roe v Wade and try to justify the killing of millions of children on the back of a flawed Supreme Court ruling.

Whether a child has developed to the point that it can survive outside the womb has no bearing on the fact that it is alive.  Just like an unborn child, anyone undergoing major surgery is kept alive by independent support systems during the procedure.  They’re still alive.  They just need a little help, just like an unborn child.  Tying your position on abortion  to viability outside the womb is a constantly moving target.  Children who would not survive outside the womb 10 years ago, now routinely survive.

Debbie Wasserman Schultz’s side needs to step into the 21st century.  They all need to grow a spine and to stand on the side of life.  They need to accept the reality that life is a divinely endowed right and that this right is not conditioned on the stage of development of any human being.  As long as blithering idiots like Debbie Wasserman Schultz infest the halls of Congress, meaningful legislation to ban the killing of unborn children will not happen on the Federal level.  Abortion will be brought to an end by the States, and many are hard at work right now working on the side of life.  In the end, the killing of our children by a blood-thirsty abortion industry will only stop when we, as individuals, embrace the sanctity of every human life and collectively commit to protecting every human being from the moment of conception.

Faith

We all live our lives with the expectation that our next heartbeat will occur, tomorrow will come, and the tiny planet we live on will continue to spin on its axis.  All these things that we take for granted could end in an instant, but we have faith that they won’t.  That’s what faith is; acknowledgment that unseen, but real forces have been put into motion by a higher power that none of us can fully comprehend.  A boundless and abundant universe surrounds us, and instead of marveling at its miracles we spend our time in pursuit of material possessions and temporal pleasures.

We view our brief lives as the totality of our existence, ignoring the fact that we are eternal beings with no beginning and no end. Even though our physical lives are brief, the gift of life is priceless. It must be valued above all else and accepted as the gift from God that it is. Most of us fail to realize that the actions we take in this lifetime will follow us for eternity and affect countless others forever.  The cause I have embraced for the time I have left is to bring an end to the killing of our unborn children.

When we end an innocent human life we deny our Creator’s wishes.  I don’t pretend to understand why He grants life to a child conceived through rape or incest but I accept that He has a reason, and I accept His infallibility.  Executing a child for a crime committed by its father doesn’t mitigate the crime, but seeks to legitimize the violent killing of the innocent child.  We rely daily on the miracles of gravity, quantum physics, and our ability to simply breathe without thinking about them.  At the same time we allow thousands of our unborn children to be killed as a matter of convenience; denying them the most treasured of God’s creations, life.

The grand promise of eternal life is not without conditions.  We are morally obligated to protect the weakest among us and to honor our Creator’s wishes.  Our faith in an afterlife does not trump our duty to preserve and protect those living in the physical world, including our unborn children.  Acknowledgement that life begins at conception is the first step toward ending abortion.  An unborn child, at every stage of development, from the moment of conception to birth and beyond, is a living human being.  This is a scientifically incontrovertible fact, yet thousands of children die every day in my country’s abortion mills.

While I’m in favor of laws that will restrict access to abortion and ban certain procedures, I’m convinced that we will continue to allow our children to be legally killed until we change the hearts and minds of those in favor of deciding who should live or die, based solely on the condemned’s stage of development and their selfish wishes to make what they think of as an unwelcome gift, just go away.  I have faith that we will stop allowing our children to be killed in my lifetime; because without faith, there is no hope.

Repost: Letter to Planned Parenthood Mar. 26, 2014

 

This time last year I was a year into my mission to end abortion.  I had been writing to Planned Parenthood’s Cecile Richards for some time, and, of course, all my letters had gone unanswered.  I’m still in the fight and more determined than ever to put Planned Parenthood and everyone else in the business of killing babies out of business.  Reading this letter again after a year, I see that I used the word you pretty liberally.  I was fired up at the time and all the uses of you in my letter were my way of making this a personal thing between me and Ms. Richards.

I take it personally every day that babies are still killed in my country as a matter of choice and convenience.  I drive by my local Planned Parenthood clinic just about every day, and try to imagine the stories behind every car in the parking lot.  Try as I might, I can’t come up with a good reason for taking an innocent life, and to operate a business dedicated to killing children.  I’ll continue to fight for the lives of the world’s unborn children until I no longer can.  And I’ll continue to pester Cecile Richards just like I did in the following letter on March 26 of last year.

 

 

Planned Parenthood Federation of America

1110 Vermont Ave.  NW

Suite 300

Washington, D.C.  20005

Attn:    Cecile Richards

 March 26, 2014

 Ms. Richards:

I believe, as living human beings, we all have a few things in common.  We were all allowed to be born.  We value our own lives; love our children and grandchildren, and all breathe the same air.  I’ve racked my brain to try and find where you and I may share common ground on anything else; and I can’t.

You’ve dedicated your life to making the process of killing innocent children readily available and socially accepted.  You are willing to lie and distort reality to further your goals and you run an organization that has killed millions of unborn children since it was founded by an avowed racist.  You’ve used billions of taxpayer dollars to grow your empire of death and actively lobby every day for more.  You support and campaign for pro-abortion candidates and smear their pro-life opponents as a matter of course.  You willingly ignore scientific reality and espouse your twisted views that life does not begin at conception.  You take advantage of scared, confused mothers every day so your organization can kill their children and collect your fees.

Planned Parenthood, under your leadership, kills over 300,000 unborn American children every year.  You promote a culture of death for America’s youth and feign outrage when acts of violence occur, other than the ones performed every day by your employees.  You accuse the pro-life side of waging a war on women while failing to mention that over half the innocent children Planned Parenthood slaughters are tiny baby girls.  You embrace hypocrisy as business as usual and demonize anyone who dares to challenge your motives.  You are the poster child for evil and run an organization that is the leading cause of death for children in America.

Ms. Richards, I don’t like you, you disgust me, and I’m determined to put your organization out of business.  While the sight of you disgusts me, I still believe in redemption.  You could turn your back on the pro-abortion crowd tomorrow and support the pro-life movement.  You could help save children instead of killing one every 94 seconds.  The pro-life movement would welcome you.  All you have to do is listen to that infallible voice that resides in everyone’s conscience, telling us that killing a human being is wrong.

I won’t hold my breath, but I won’t give up hope either.  I still believe in miracles, just like the miracle that every new life represents.

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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Teacher #2

I’ve written extensively about my love for my grandsons and about what I feel our children and grandchildren can teach us about life.  As adults we tend to lose our ability to be awestruck by the simple things or to trust others unconditionally. We feel we have to understand and analyze everything we see and hear.  We hold grudges and succumb to anger when we should just let it go and move on with our lives.  I’m convinced that in order to truly appreciate the gift of life, we must embrace the sense of awe and innocence we all had as children.

Last Sunday night, as I carried my 4 year old grandson to to his mom’s car, I pointed out the stars in the sky and tried to explain to him that the light we were seeing from some of the stars was from stars that had blown up millions of years ago.  His reply, clothed in an innocence that can only come from a child, was “did they blow up like a puffer fish PopPop?”  I rely on the words and expressions of my 4 year old grandson, my life coach, when life throws me a lemon and I need to recenter.  He doesn’t know it yet, but he is the greatest teacher I have ever had.

He also doesn’t know that thousands of unborn children are killed every day in the country he is growing up in.  He doesn’t know that his PopPop is committed to ending the practice of abortion and to leaving him and his little brother a world where every child is safe, from the moment of conception.  I hope that my work plays a part in changing minds and creating a world where children are held in reverence, and I hope that one day both my grandsons will know that they were my inspiration.

The lessons we can learn about life, from the perspective of an innocent child, are the lessons we can use to make the world a better place.  They serve as our teachers, with no agenda and no biases.  They share their wisdom freely, happy to accept nothing other than a hug for their services.  All they need as teachers is for us to be willing students.  In a prior piece titled The Teacher, I quoted an ancient Zen Proverb that stated “When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.”  My teacher appeared 4 years ago.  I was ready to accept his teachings, and use them daily as I strive to be a better person and to serve my fellow man.

These days, when the world seems to be crumbling around me, I focus on my time in the presence of my teacher and gain comfort in knowing that he will change the world.  My resolve to do my part is totally dependent on the lessons I learn from a 4 year old child, and nothing I could ever do for him could ever repay him for what he has done for me.

Impressions

It’s been said that you never get a second chance to make a good first impression.  While first impressions are important, they often don’t paint an accurate picture.  Look at President Obama.  He made one good speech in 2004, that someone else wrote for him, and was immediately anointed as a future President.  Fast forward from his American Idol ascendance to the Presidency in 2008 to the present, and it’s painfully obvious that first impressions can be deceiving.

Take a look at a Planned Parenthood brochure.  The pictures of smiling, attractive young people would lead you to believe that a Planned Parenthood clinic is anything but a place you go to pay to have your child killed.  Even though abortion is their principle source of revenue, they go to great pains to make you believe otherwise.  They know that practicing truth in advertising and publishing pictures of the bloody dead bodies of the children that entered their clinics alive would probably be bad for business.  Pointing out in their literature that they kill over 300,000 children every year would put a damper on the happy-feely impression they are trying to make.

We all make our unique impressions on the world with our words and actions; but it’s never a complete picture.  While the things we say and do leave an impression, the words we don’t say and the actions we choose not to take leave an equally indelible mark.  When we choose to not speak out or take action in the face of evil, we allow evil to advance its agenda.  We all choose our paths as a result of the impressions made upon us by others.  We make our greatest impressions when we act with an inner knowing that we are playing our role towards a goal that is much bigger and much more important than either of us.

When we choose our paths and answer our callings we must do so with a courage of conviction that is unwavering. Only when we are willing to lose everything for the cause we believe in, are we able to manifest miracles and bring about true change.  The world’s unborn children represent the unbroken chain of humanity that confirms intelligent design and the existence of our Creator.  Our duty to protect His creations is our most important obligation, and the results of our actions in the pursuit of this endeavor yield the impressions that change the world.

One life saved is a worthy goal of a lifetime of toil.  A lifetime of toil, absent a focus on service to others, is a wasted opportunity to make an impression that inspires others to perform works they had once only dreamed of.  The impressions we leave behind are evidence of the brief flash of light that represents the life we were given, and the manner in which we embraced it.  Life is fleeting, but priceless.  Preserve it, protect it, and strive to inspire others to hold it in reverence.