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The Problem With Abortion

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The Problem With Abortion

Contrary to popular opinion, the problem with abortion isn’t that it’s legal; the problem is that otherwise rational people don’t have a problem with it.  Abortion is the end result of a systemic erosion of basic values in our society and a conditioned response to a no consequences mindset.  We got to this point by entertaining ourselves with senseless acts of violence, and in the process became desensitized to senseless acts of violence; like abortion. We’ve abandoned the concept of personal responsibility and bought into a herd mentality that we’ve been tricked into thinking will absolve us of the consequences of our individual actions.

In January of 1973, five out of nine old white guys in black robes declared that Roe v Wade was the law of the land. Over the last 42 years nearly 60 million unborn children have been legally killed under cover of law.  The law isn’t the problem. The demand for abortion is the problem.  Legal or not, if the demand for abortion wasn’t there, there would be no Planned Parenthood or the parasitic leaches like NARAL and the NAF that depend on them.  If the demand for abortion wasn’t there, another unborn child wouldn’t be killed every 26 seconds of every hour of every day in America.

We all share in the blame for the thousands of children killed every day in our nation’s abortion mills.  Those of us on the pro-life side could have worked harder on behalf of today’s innocent victims.  The citizens of America making a living in the abortion industry, could have gone home and looked into the eyes of their own children, and realized the shared humanity between their children and the ones they helped kill today.  Our elected leaders  could look inside their hearts and realize that, like it or not, they are looked upon by those they lead as role models.  The positions they support and the behaviors they endorse are deemed the norm by the ones that put them in office.

The problem with abortion is its definition; the act of killing an unborn child.  The problem with trying to justify killing an innocent child is that there is no justification.  I can continue to write about the horror of killing innocent children and the moral ramifications to a society that allows abortion on demand until my fingers wear to the bone.  If my actions don’t save lives or help end the practice of abortion, I’ve accomplished nothing.  If I give up and hope that someone else will take my place, I’ve wasted the gift of life I was given and turned my back on the calling I feel in my heart.

The problem of abortion won’t go away on its own.  Neither will I.

 

 

 

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It is What it Is

But only if we accept that it is what it is.  I refuse to accept that electing to have your unborn child killed in America is deemed to be acceptable behavior. The fact that it’s legal doesn’t make it right.  As I’ve written before, everything that happened in Nazi Germany’s World War 2 concentration camps was legal at the time; but that didn’t make it right.  If an unborn child is determined to have Down Syndrome in America there’s a 90% chance that it will be aborted.  It is what it is if we accept it and choose to do nothing.

When I hear someone say “it is what it is” I often hear resignation.  When I hear a pro-abortion politician say they want abortion to be safe, rare, and legal, I hear BS.  It’s easy to justify killing innocent children if you call it anything other than what it is.  If you truly believe that a woman should have the right to have her unborn child killed, you should have the courage to call it what it is without hiding behind words like abortion, pregnancy termination, and reproductive health care.   If you don’t have a problem with over 1 million unborn children being killed in America every year, speak up and tell me why those of us who were allowed to be born should be deciding who shouldn’t be afforded the same accommodation.

Life is what it is.  It’s not created by a man and a woman; but a gift that is granted by the Creator of the universe. When we refuse to accept His gifts we are saying that He has made a mistake.  When we intentionally end the life of one of His new creations we bear the consequences of our actions.  We all received our animating spark of life for a reason, just like we all were given the free will to chart our life’s course.  I feel confident in my assumption that none of us were created to kill children.

Abortion is what it is; the killing of innocent, defenseless children for money.  You can call it whatever you want, but in the end, it is what it is; millions of dead children for no good reason.  None of us can imagine the consequences of allowing nearly 60 million children to be killed in America since 1973.  We’re all accountable for how we treat the weakest among us, and those of us who choose to do nothing to stop the slaughter are just as culpable as the ones doing the killing.

Reality can be hard to take at times, but once again, it is what it is.  I will work until my dying breath to change the status quo where killing a child that’s not quite perfect or killing one that showed up at a bad time is done thousands of times every day in the country I love.  When I say it is what it is I’m not saying it in resignation.  I’m saying it in acknowledgment of an evil practice that must be ended and with determination that I will do everything in my power to see that it is.

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Coincidence

I stopped believing in coincidences a long time ago.  When I accepted my mission to end abortion I began to reflect on my life and what had led me to realize my calling.  Ever since I can remember I’ve been able to visualize vivid images of just about anything I’ve read or anything that was described to me.  I don’t claim that this is a gift or that this ability makes me special in any way, or more perceptive than anyone else.  What this ability has done is allow me to see the horror and brutality of abortion and to steel my resolve to do everything in my power to end it.

Virtually every day something occurs in my life to reinforce my decision to spend the rest of my life in defense of every child’s right to life.  A couple days ago, a chance meeting with a business associate who also happens to be a pastor, led to an enlightening conversation on the privilege of being able to serve others.  He recounted how a series of seemingly unconnected events led to him becoming a pastor and called him to serve those that many consider to be society’s throwaways, the inmates in our jails and prisons.  I described for him the haunting visions I have and the burning desire in my heart to protect children.  I asked him if what I feel is a calling and he gave the answer I needed at just the right time.

Minutes before this meeting I had driven past my local Planned Parenthood clinic and was disturbed to see the full parking lot in front of it.  I walked into my office wondering if anything I do will ever play a part in ending the practice of abortion, and in walks a man of God with all the answers I needed right when I needed them.  Things like this, that I used to call coincidences, seem to be occurring on a more frequent basis in my life.  I take them as signs that I should keep doing what I’m doing, and since I have no way to measure the results of what I do, I’m happy to receive any signs of encouragement I can.

For the past several years I’ve driven past pro-life billboards, experienced pop-up adds on my computer from Planned Parenthood, and had countless conversations with people on both sides of the abortion debate.  Looking back, I can see that none of these experiences were random events and that all of them were exquisitely timed to enter my life at the exact time I needed them.  These experiences have convinced me that we are all connected at a level that I don’t claim to understand.

Just like my life nor any other life was created by random chance, our individual journeys are given all the guideposts we need to serve our fellow man and to leave our unique impression on the world.  All we have to do is find our purpose and follow the signs.

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What’s in a Word?

The current occupant of the White House refers to abortion as a woman’s “core constitutional right.”  I’ve read the constitution numerous times and must have missed the section that affirms one’s right to kill an innocent child right up to the moment of its birth.  Our words have consequences just like our actions do.  President Obama’s words and actions confirm that he is the most abortion-friendly President in history.  He claims to be pro-choice as part of the narcissistic charade he has thrust upon our nation for over 6 years now.   Pro-choice and pro-abortion are one and the same.  If you endorse a woman’s right to choose to have her child killed, you are pro-abortion.  If you’re pro-abortion, at least you have the courage to say what you believe; however misguided your beliefs may be.

I’m proudly,unapologetic about my pro-life views.  There is no wiggle room in pro-life.  Either you’re pro-life without exception, or you’re pro-choice; and pro-choice means you don’t oppose the elective killing of innocent children.  Words have meaning and the words we speak and the words we believe not only affect our lives, but the lives of countless others.  The words we don’t have the courage to speak also affect our lives and the lives of others.  If the words I write on behalf of the pro-life movement offend anyone; so be it.  If the words I write about the ugly truth of abortion make those on the fence about this grisly practice uneasy; good.

The words I write are not written in an effort to pander to those who agree with me.  My work and my mission in life are to find the right words to convince those on the other side to take a leap of faith to the pro-life side.  There is no gray area between being alive and being dead.  You can’t be a little bit pro-life any more than you can be pro-abortion; but only in so called special circumstances.  If you’re not all in for life then you are an enabler for those who feel abortion on demand is a woman’s right.  The abortion industry relies on clever word games to convince us that an unborn child isn’t a child until it is born.  They know that speaking the truth and admitting that their only interest is killing as many unborn children as possible for as much money as possible will be their undoing.

What’s in a word?  Our Creator moved mountains and created a universe with words. As human beings, we can change attitudes and change the world with nothing more than words.  In the pro-life movement our words confirm our beliefs and communicate our vision for a world where every child is guaranteed its right to life from the moment of conception.  The words and actions of those of us in the pro-life community are all that stands between our unborn children and a blood-thirsty abortion industry.  Choose your words carefully.  It’s a matter of life and death.

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Thoughts at Age 61 + 8 Days

Some nights I sit down at my computer and have no idea what I’ll write about in my quest to end abortion.  This is one of those nights.  When I’m at a loss for words I think about my 2 grandsons and the series of miracles that brought them into my life.  I remember the final embrace on Sunday night as I secured my oldest grandson into his car seat and my feelings as I walked to my front door, missing him and his little brother before they had even left my driveway.  I treasure the time I spend with my grandsons and grieve for those who will never feel the unconditional love and trust of a child of their child.

Every child; every human being is a universally unique miracle from the moment of conception.  As a child I depended entirely upon others for my very survival, just like every other human being.  As an adult I feel morally obligated to return the favor.  Until a few years ago I was happy to just live my life and deal with my own problems.  While I objected to abortion, I relegated it to the back of my mind as I dealt with what I thought were more immediate concerns.  While I’m far from being a paragon of morality and all that’s good, I felt an unmistakable call, just before the birth of my first grandson, to fight for every unborn child’s right to life.  With the call came the haunting visions I see daily of innocent children being killed under the guise of a woman’s right to choose.

My fight for every child’s right to life is a fight that must be won.  If I can play a part in ending the practice of abortion, good.  If I can inspire someone else to do more than I’m capable of, even better.  Every child has the same right to life as my grandsons and every child deserves the same protections as any other child.  As human beings, we instinctively know the difference between right and wrong.  We know that killing another human being is wrong and while many of us look the other way when it comes to abortion, somewhere deep inside, we all know it’s wrong.

At a little over a week into my 61st year, I’m optimistic.  I look into the eyes of my grandsons and see a world that no longer kills its children.  I see the unlimited potential that’s present in every child and every human being.  In my conversations with young people and anyone else patient enough to listen to me, I feel a willingness from them to change their stance on abortion once they know the truth.  At this stage of my life I’m convinced that if we depend on politicians to bring an end to abortion, it will never end.  It’s up to every one of us who believes in the sanctity of every human life to change the world.  A world that welcomes every new life is within reach. I can feel it.

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My Mission, My Life

I pray to God daily for His guidance in my fight to save our unborn children.  I don’t have the answers; so I ask.  All I have is a goal and a burning desire in my gut to end the practice of abortion.  Whatever He asks of me, I will do.  Whatever it takes, I will give.  Whatever the sacrifice, I willingly accept.  In every righteous war the greater good must necessarily trump the personal interests of the warriors.  I humbly accept my station in this life.  I’m prepared to toil away in anonymity for the rest of my life if my efforts will swing the pendulum, even a little, towards the side of life.

I’m no longer discouraged when my letters go unanswered.  I know that someone on the receiving end opens and reads them.  Whether I change the addressee’s mind or that of the person opening the mail, is of no concern to me.  I have faith that my letters will end up in the hands of the persons they will have the most impact on.  I am encouraged when organizations like my local Planned Parenthood clinic begin to refuse delivery of my letters. That lets me know that I’ve gotten into their heads and I’m making them think about what they do for a living.  It lets me know that they are uncomfortable with the truth and that one of my letters, before they stopped accepting them, struck a chord.

I continue to be amazed at how random conversations, something as simple as a billboard on the side of the road, or a chance meeting provides me with my inspiration for that day’s letter or post.  Many nights I’m not sure who I’m going to write to or what I’m going to write about, so I start typing and the words just pour out.  I don’t question this any more.  I just accept it.  Some days I wake up with a single word or series of words on my mind. That word or series of words seems to bounce around in my head all day and by day’s end I have a rough draft of my letter or post finished before I even start to type.

I hope to live long enough to see a world that no longer considers its unborn children to be disposable annoyances.  Glimmers of hope abound, with new legislation being proposed throughout America, placing restrictions or outright bans on abortion.  While changing our laws and repealing Roe v Wade are important, they don’t address the systemic problem that led us to where we are as a society.  Until we return to our founding values; the sanctity of every human being’s Right to life, and faith in a higher power, the lives of every unborn child will remain at risk.

I take comfort in the knowledge that most Americans oppose abortion once they become aware of the means, methods, and numbers associated with the abortion industry and crimes against humanity they commit on a daily basis.  My resolve to continue my fight is strengthened every time I receive positive feedback on one of my pieces, but will never be weakened even if my work is never acknowledged. I know that fighting to end abortion is what I am here at this time and at this place to do.  The freedom I feel from not wanting anything for myself for my efforts to end abortion is liberating beyond all description.  I know that I am a warrior for a just cause and nothing will ever divert me from the course I have chosen.

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Introspection

Introspection, looking within, is something I’ve done a lot of over the past year. It wasn’t until I reached my 60th year that I began to seriously think about my legacy.  When my time is up, I want to have made my mark.  My dream is to leave this life having played a role in ending the killing of our unborn children.  I want my children and grandchildren to be proud of what I’ve done and to know that I did it all for them.  I want them to see that I wanted nothing for my efforts other than a positive outcome for the tiny human beings I fought for.

I find myself, these days, looking more within than without.  The material things that I worked so hard for are no longer important to me.  Almost daily I contemplate giving all of it up and working full-time toward my goal of ending abortion.  I finally know that money and possessions are fleeting and ephemeral.   The truly important things in life are free but priceless.  Happiness for me used to be making more money and buying more stuff.  Not anymore.  Happiness for me now is watching a hungry child eat, running in the grass with my grandson, and searching for the right combination of words that just might change even one mind or help save one child.

Looking within, we can all find our own special purpose.  When you find yours you’ll know it. It will be something that you can’t wait to start every day, and won’t want to stop at day’s end.  It won’t feel like a job but it will give you more than you could ever give it.  You’ll lose track of time when you’re fully immersed in it and every milestone your life’s purpose carries you by will leave you with a sense of peace like you’ve never experienced before.

As a private person by choice, my fight to end abortion forces me to push beyond the veneer behind which most of my friends and family see me as rather aloof and unemotional.  Spouting my innermost thoughts into the ether for anyone to see and critique is uncomfortable to me; but if that is what I have to do to get my message out, so be it.  I know in my heart that fighting for the lives of every unborn child is what I have to do at this time and this place in my life.

Some may think that my goal of ending abortion is unrealistic.  I’m one man working to shut down a multi-billion dollar industry.  What could possibly go wrong?  I’ve chosen to pursue this fight using the bumble bee principle.  Bumble bees are aerodynamically unstable and, according to all the laws of physics, should not be able to fly.  They don’t know they shouldn’t be able to fly, so they fly anyhow.  I’m not smart enough to even consider that I could lose a fight against a Goliath industry that kills babies for money, so I fail to see a problem here.  Besides, I’m working for a just cause and they’re a bunch of baby killers.  I can’t explain it, but I’ve seen how this ends; life wins.

 

 

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Letter to President Obama #78

The White House

1600 Pennsylvania Ave.  NW

Washington, D.C.  20500

Attn:    President Barack Obama

 

April 28, 2014

 Mr. President:

During your tenure as President, more than 20% of America’s coal burning power plants have been forced to close so you and your supporters can perpetuate the myth of global warming.  You tell us there is too much carbon in the atmosphere and unless we switch to wind power and drive cars resembling tricked out golf carts the oceans will rise and the world as we know it will end.  While you and your cronies at the Environmental Protection Agency have a big problem with our country using one of our most abundant resources to generate electricity, you apparently have no problem allowing our most precious possessions, our unborn children, to be killed and then burning their dead bodies to generate power.

That’s what was discovered in Oregon recently; aborted babies being burned with medical waste to generate electricity.  The reaction from the White House; total silence.  When the world’s greatest terrorist, Osama bin Laden, was killed, his body was respectfully buried at sea.  Doesn’t a dead child deserve at least the same respect that was given to the leader of Al-Qaida?

Mr. President, we need to get our priorities straight.  Your EPA shuts the water off to one of the most fertile areas of farmland in the country to protect the Delta Smelt, a tiny fish that doesn’t even taste good.  At the same time, your administration continues to allow, and even encourages, the killing of 3,500 unborn children every day.  I don’t have a problem with the Delta Smelt disappearing so the nation’s breadbasket can get the water it needs.  I do have a problem with infanticide occurring under cover of the law.

We both know that you could put a stop to most of the killing with the stroke of a pen.  We both also know that you would never make a move to end abortion, a barbaric practice that you and the left consider a sacred right.  Mr. President, if 1 out of 3 unborn children in America were dying from a mysterious illness, the country would mobilize as one to find a cure.  1 out of 3 unborn children is dying in America and the cure is to simply stop killing them.

America is supposed to be the land of opportunity.  Opportunity means nothing if you aren’t allowed to be born.  I’ve been given the opportunity to save our children, and if I’m able to save 1 or all of them I will not rest until my services are no longer needed.

Mr. President, by the way, there is more argon in the atmosphere than carbon.  Maybe you’re barking up the wrong tree with this carbon thing; just saying.

All my letters are published on my pro-life blog at www.prolifrpoppop.com.  Write back and I’ll publish it; unedited.

cc: Planned Parenthood

 

 

 

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March 29, 2014

When I first started my work for the pro-life movement I planned to include a brief narrative with every post.  This narrative would explain my motivation for the piece I was posting, and provide some background information not included in the piece.  I believe that God doesn’t necessarily call the most qualified or most talented to do His work; He calls on the most willing.  Maybe that’s why I’m doing this.  Certainly, I’m not a literary genius and ask anyone who knows me; I’m not that bright.  What I am is a man who is haunted by the fact that thousands of unborn children will die in America’s abortion mills today; and tomorrow the killing will continue.  I can’t explain what a calling is, but I feel the calling to end abortion or die trying.  I accept the call.  I’m in the process of writing new letters to all the usual suspects in the pro-abortion movement and I’m taking a step back to some of my previous posts and writing these short narratives that didn’t get written the first time around.  The following piece, simply titled The Calling, was first posted last August.

 

The Calling

I’ve always been pro-life, but like most people was too busy raising a family and making a living to really contemplate the horrors of abortion.  Throughout my life I had heard public figures say they had felt a calling to dedicate their lives to the causes they believed in.  I watched them pursue their callings, often at great personal sacrifice and often making the ultimate sacrifice in honor of their cause.  I watched as Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. gave his life for his cause.  I watched as Mother Teresa lived in the squalid slums of India as she comforted its impoverished children.

The birth of my first grandson, the child of my child, stirred something inside me. With the birth of my grandson I finally realized the miracle that manifests itself as life.  I knew at that moment that every life is priceless and represents a gift to the world from our Creator.  The slow burn of my calling had begun but I still didn’t know what it was.  I spent the next 2 years watching my family’s little miracle grow and flourish and used that time to learn life’s lessons from an innocent child.  My grandson taught me the meaning of unconditional love and trust.  He taught me to experience awe at the sight of a bird in flight and a butterfly as it danced from flower to flower.  I learned the true meaning of joy as I saw the look of sheer joy on his face from the simple act of wearing his new basketball pajamas for the first time.  I sat through hours of Mickey Mouse movies with him and wouldn’t trade a minute of the time we spent and continue to spend together for anything in the world. My grandson showed me the way and made me realize that the calling I was feeling was real and that I had finally found my life’s purpose.

And then the news came that my second grandson was on the way.  Unbeknownst to me at the time, my second grandson’s impending birth was another not so subtle slap to the back of the head by the Universal Intelligence telling me to get it in gear and start my work of saving our unborn children.   But, by this time my calling to become a pro-life advocate had already begun to build and the pull was getting stronger by the day.  I don’t have a wall full of diplomas or a resume of fancy degrees and I can’t really explain what a calling is.  All I know is that something inside me beyond the realm of the physical world is guiding me towards my life’s work.  I can feel it and I know it’s there, and I’m listening.  My mission to save the world’s unborn children began on May 12, 2013 and will continue until my dying breath.  Once you realize what your purpose in life is you immediately develop a sense of clarity regarding everything else in your life.  You realize the problems you stressed about yesterday really weren’t that big a deal.  You know, without a doubt, that you were put on earth in this place at this time to do what you have been called upon to do.  With that comes a sense of peace that I can’t describe with words.

I’m following my calling as a happy warrior, knowing that my pro-life position and views will bring anger and ridicule from some, and I don’t care.  I know that advocating life over death is the right thing to do and no amount of baseless justifications and shallow arguments from the other side will ever convince me otherwise.

My children and grandchildren are my inspiration to do everything I can to end the scourge of abortion.  My weapon of choice in defense of life is the written word.  Every day I’m writing commentaries and letters to politicians, abortion providers, public figures, and everyone and anyone who somewhere deep inside knows the truth but refuses to acknowledge it.

My goal is nothing less than the end of abortion in my lifetime. I know I can’t do it alone and I know that help will come from sources yet unknown to me.   Laugh if you want, ridicule and demean me if it makes you feel better, or join me in promoting life.

 

 

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Reflections #2

Back in October of 2010 I was hoping that the Obama administration’s stranglehold on America’s government would be broken in the upcoming mid-term elections.  I had been researching his history on abortion and was concerned that the longer he had unfettered power, the more unborn children would die.  At the time I was writing for several different blogs and websites and never actually finished the following piece.  It was a rough draft of a pro-life article I intended to clean up and add to, but it never happened.  I came across it today as I was going through some old files and instantly remembered how I felt when I began writing it and how concerned I was that the President and his pro-abortion allies would accelerate the growth of America’s abortion industry if they didn’t suffer losses in the upcoming election.  I began by titling the draft of what I intended to become a completed piece, Elections Have Consequences for the Unborn.

Elections Have Consequences for the Unborn

Before you cast your vote next month take the time to find out where your candidate stands on life.  Are they pro-life or pro-choice?  It makes a world of difference to the most vulnerable among us.

The pro-choicers will give you the standard talking point that they feel abortion should be “safe, rare, and legal.”  How can a procedure that results in the death of a human being 100% of the time be considered safe?  How can a procedure that has been performed in the U.S. over 50 million times since 1973 be considered rare?  And how can a society sanction the murder of innocent children under cover of the law?

Roe v Wade ushered in one of our nation’s darkest hours and sent America sliding downward to a point where the value of human life has been diminished.  This loss of respect for the sanctity of life has had a cumulative effect on our society, resulting in senseless violence in schools and neighborhoods that were once considered safe havens for our children.

The Obama, Reid, Pelosi regime has no problem with abortion on demand, and that speaks volumes on their stance on life and the right to life of America’s unborn children.

This is what Illinois State Senator Obama said on March 30, 2001 while arguing against a ban on abortions in Illinois: “Number one, whenever we define a previable fetus as a person that is protected by the equal protection clause or other elements of the Constitution, what we’re really saying is, in fact, that they are persons that are entitled to the kinds of protections that would be provided to a child, a nine month old child that was delivered to term.  That determination then, essentially, if it was accepted by a court, would forbid abortions to take place.  I mean it would essentially bar abortions, because the equal protection clause does not allow somebody to kill a child, and if this is a child, then this would be an anti-abortion statute.”  Mr. President: with all due respect; duh.

America deserves better, and has a lot of things that need to be made right. Reversing Roe v Wade is one of the most important.