Looking For Answers

Where is our life energy before we are conceived?  Is it confined to our body while we are alive?  Where does it go after the death of our physical body?  Does the concept of time apply to the animating force we call life?  If our life force has no beginning and no end, why are we given such a short physical life to determine how we will spend forever?  I don’t have an answer to any of these questions, although I ponder them constantly.

While our lives, in the context of eternity, are short; our time alive is priceless.  We squander our time and our lives by killing our own, worrying about money, possessions, and countless other unimportant things.  We fail to see our fellow human beings as our brothers and sisters and the family that they truly are. We allow thousands of unborn children to be killed everyday; literally standing by as our family members are murdered.  We pursue our physical lives as if our total existence is confined to the time period between birth and our last breath.

I’m slowly seeing it differently.  I don’t know where I was before I became a physical being and I don’t know where I’ll go when the body I reside in dies.  I’ve come to realize that I’m more than a rather mediocre assembly of skin and bones.  So is every other human being, from the moment of conception until they leave their bodies.  We all received our gift of life for a reason.  No one will convince me that some of us were put here to kill millions of unborn children, or that industries dedicated to killing babies for money are serving humanity.  And someone please tell me why children go to bed hungry in America while our government sends over $500 million to Planned Parenthood every year.

As I get older I feel a sense of urgency to accomplish my goal of ending abortion.  While my time may be growing short, my resolve will never die.   That’s what life is about; pursuing worthy goals and doing what you know in your heart is right.  One of the great mysteries of life is that none of us knows when ours will end.  When my last day comes I hope to leave this world knowing that I saved some lives and changed some more.  I hope I will have made my children and grandchildren proud of what I accomplished and willing to carry on the work I began.

Life is short enough already.  The last thing we need to be doing is ending new lives just as they are beginning.  Help me end the practice of abortion and help make the world a better place.  If you choose not to help, I understand.  It’s hard to take a stand for something you believe in, even if you know it’s the right thing to do.  Find your own way to serve others and I’ll press on, unafraid and undeterred.

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.

 

Ignorance

Ig-no-rance: the condition or quality of being ignorant; lack of knowledge.

Many of my fellow Americans and even my family members are ignorant of the facts surrounding abortion.  Many believe that an unborn child isn’t a living human being until it is born.  They think that if a baby has some sort of fetal abnormality or the prognosis of a short life if allowed to be born, it should be aborted.  I’ll say again, God doesn’t make mistakes when He grants an unborn child its animating spark of life.  I don’t have the answers.  I don’t know why a child conceived by rape or incest is granted life, but it is, and it’s our moral obligation to respect our Creator’s decision.  I don’t know why He grants a child destined to die before birth or shortly thereafter the gift of life, but I accept on faith that He had a reason, and accept my calling to protect all His creations.

In America we allow over 90% of Down Syndrome babies to be aborted.  These children are killed simply because they lack one chromosome.  They aren’t what society has deemed to be perfect, so they are expendable.  If we continue on this course, at what point do we decide if a child should live or die simply because of the the color of its hair or eyes, or whether its genetic markers indicate it won’t quite be tall enough to meet its parents expectations?   If we continue to kill our own, at what point do we become what our ignorance has driven us to try and avoid?

Most Americans are probably ignorant of the fact that ISIS is now considering impalement as its preferred method of executing its captives.  I won’t go into the details of this barbaric practice; the disturbing reality of it will be saturating social media soon enough.  One method of killing human beings that won’t be getting media coverage is dilation and evacuation.  This is the abortion industry’s method of choice for killing pain-capable unborn children.  The unborn child is ripped apart, limb by limb until it dies and becomes a bloody jigsaw puzzle of tiny body parts on a surgical tray.  Just because most of us are ignorant of the fact that this goes on every day in America, does nothing to lessen the agony these children endure to satisfy our society’s quest to avoid the consequences of our actions.

Ignorance is not an excuse for allowing innocent lives to be taken unchallenged.  Ignorance is not bliss.  Ignorance demands a price that we all must pay; a price that rises commensurate to the level of our ignorance.  Telling ourselves that ignoring evil will make it go away, does nothing to serve humanity.  Choosing ignorance over action, while hoping someone else will do what we lack the will or courage to do, is nothing less than an endorsement of evil.  We all begin our lives in ignorance.  If we choose to remain in a state of ignorance, we waste the gift of life we have been given and dishonor the One who granted us the gift.

Degrees of Outrage #6

It seems like everybody in America is mad.  All you hear from the usual cast of race-baiters like Al Sharpton, who makes his living promoting racism, is that it’s open season on black men in America.  He knows, or should know, that there is no factual basis for his assertion; but facts don’t matter to him and his ilk.  He knows he can say that the police are hunting down and killing black men and that if he yells enough and acts mad enough, a lot of uninformed people will believe him.  He knows he can say the killing of black men by the police has become an out of control epidemic; that racism runs rampant in America’s police departments, and that most of those willing to listen to him won’t look into the voracity of his comments.

If 123 people out of 43,000,000 were killed by a deadly disease over the course of a year would you consider it an out of control epidemic?  Last year 123 black Americans out of a population of 43,000,000 black Americans were killed by police officers; police officers of all races.  From my perspective, if the police are trying to hunt down and kill black Americans, they’re doing a pretty bad job of it.  The numbers I’m citing are real numbers, and easy to confirm.

While Al Sharpton relies on the ignorance of his sycophants to promote himself and his false narrative of the slaughter of black men by police, a real slaughter is taking place every day in America’s abortion mills.   Of the more than 3,000 children killed every day by Planned Parenthood and its colleagues, more than 60% are black.  But you won’t hear a word from the race hustlers because the issue of abortion won’t get them in front of a TV camera.   While they’ll fly all over America to lead protests against alleged crimes that will get their ugly mugs on TV, they choose not to speak about the infanticide that occurs daily.  Stirring up anger and fanning the flames of vengeance is big business for those in the business of promoting outrage.  Taking any substantive action to solve real problems or to save the lives of innocent children is a nonsequitur for clowns like Sharpton.

If you can be stirred to outrage by flimsy evidence and an absence of hard facts, you are part of the problem.  If you are willing to blindly protest something that you know little or nothing about, you are part of the problem.  If you can be lead to civil unrest by a hate spewing knucklehead like Al Sharpton, you’ve got bigger problems than the one he’s trying to promote.

Many Americans have a hair trigger for outrage and a lack of interest in confronting hypocrisy.  They trust the media to provide accurate reporting and would rather accept someone else’s version of the truth over finding their own.  Our nation rises and falls on the waves of the news cycle and far too many of us look the other way as generations of unborn children are murdered in the womb.

If you feel you have to be outraged over something, get mad over evil practices like abortion and become part of the solution.

Perspective

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?

Letter to President Obama #88

The White House

1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW

Washington, D.C.  20500

Attn:    President Barack Obama

 July 17, 2014

 Mr. President:

The world is becoming more unstable every day.  Today a passenger jet is shot down over Ukraine, Israel is at war, and our Dept. of Defense is handing out pink slips to our military heroes as they fight for our way of life in Afghanistan.  Unaccompanied children are flooding across our border after being encouraged to do so by your administration.  And, of course, while all this is going down you’re attending 2 fundraisers.

The world expresses outrage today over the 295 innocent people killed on the downed Malaysian airliner.  Tens of thousands of innocent children were killed today in the world’s abortion mills and no time is spent on the evening news reporting the carnage.  Dead babies don’t generate headlines unless they are killed after they are born.  Planned Parenthood and America’s abortion mills killed over 3,000 children today and my tax dollars were used to pay the killers.

America is FUBAR (look it up) and you don’t seem to give a damn.  As a matter of fact, a lot of what’s wrong with the country I love seems to have been intentionally made so by you and those of your political persuasion.  Your side fosters a culture of death where nearly 1 out of 3 unborn children in America meets an untimely death at the hands of an abortionist.  Your side panders to Planned Parenthood and works to stifle legislation designed to make it harder to operate a business that kills babies for money.

You characterize allowing unborn children to be born, as nature intended, as a war on women.  You repeat ad nauseam that abortion should be safe, rare, and legal; knowing all the while that it is neither safe nor rare, nor should be legal.  Mr. President, when you are able to take a break from fundraising, may I suggest that you reexamine your priorities?

America is in dire need of principled leadership.  We need to return to our founding principles where the Right to life was priority number one.  We need to return to a time when we can trust our elected officials and feel secure that they are looking out for our best interests.  Mr. President, nothing you have done during your tenure as President has been for the good of America, especially its children.  As much as I would like to believe that the mess you have made is simply a result of you being utterly incompetent, it’s becoming more and more obvious that you know exactly what you’re doing.

With all due respect, you are of no concern to me.  I care about our children and I care about protecting them from the moment of conception.  You’ll be nothing but a bad memory soon enough.  The fruits of your zealotry will take a bit longer to put behind us.

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.

cc:  Planned Parenthood

 

Gratitude

Grat-i-tude: thankful, a feeling of thankful appreciation for favors received; thankfulness

Every time I see a happy child I’m grateful that they made the cut.  Nearly 1 out of 3 unborn children in America won’t make the cut this year. They’ll die die at the hands of Planned Parenthood or one of many other organizations in the business of killing children for money.  Try as I might, I can’t visualize a positive outcome for a society that allows its unborn children to be legally killed.  My children and grandchildren will see the effects of our country’s sanctioned infanticide.  My children will work with and be neighbors of people who are dead inside after having had their child killed as a matter of convenience.  My grandsons may never get to meet the best friend they would have ever known.

No one knows what the unintended consequences of allowing the killing of millions of our fellow human beings will bring.  In January of 1973, with Roe v Wade, a plague descended upon America and has killed 56 million children to date.  If these children were murdered in their schools or on their playgrounds their would be collective outrage in the greatest country the world has ever known, and we would be moving heaven and earth to stop the killing and bring their killers to justice.   In today’s America, Planned Parenthood and its competitors openly advertise their abortion services   They fight to be able to kill any child right up to the moment of its birth.   Our President praises their efforts and endorses their business model of killing children on demand, for a fee.

I’m grateful for the opportunity I have been given to advocate for every child’s’ Right to life.   I’m grateful that my family and friends don’t label me as an obsessive crackpot, at least not to my face, because I spend most of my time writing on behalf of the pro-life movement.  I’m grateful that millions of my fellow Americans support every child’s Right to live and be born just like we were.  When I think about what I see as the problems in my life, I step back and think about every unborn child that doesn’t know it will be killed tomorrow or the next day, and my problems just don’t seem that important.

Unless we are able to see evil, we can never fully appreciate good.  When I drive through the parking lot of my local Planned Parenthood office I see the OPEN sign in the window and know that I am in the presence of evil.  Every time I see the OPEN sign I know that innocent lives are ending within feet of me.

I’m grateful that I was called to end the carnage.  I humbly acknowledge that I can’t do it alone and that help will come when I ask.  My gratitude for the good health and spirit of determination I have been given has no bounds.  I promise to use both in the fight of my life for the Right to life for every child.