Guilty as Charged #2

In a previous post I asked the following question:  If you were accused of being pro-life would there be enough evidence to convict you?  Hearsay isn’t admissible nor are opinions.  In order to be convicted there must be an undeniable chain of evidence that would lead a jury of your peers to conclude beyond a reasonable doubt that you are guilty.  So, would you be found guilty or not?

Many of my friends and family say they are pro-life, but then qualify their position in the cases of rape, incest, and threat to the life of the mother.  From my perspective, if you are pro-life you are pro-life without exception.  And then there is my dilemma with the extremely rare cases where it is medically confirmed that carrying the child to full term presents a direct threat to the life of the mother.  Although medical advances have virtually eliminated this occurrence, I feel that, after exhausting all medical options to insure the survival of both mother and child, the decision as to what to do next is between the mother and God.

If this is construed as evidence against my pro-life stance, so be it. Does this make me a hypocrite?  I don’t know. You decide.  My belief is that every child should be given the fullest opportunity to be born and to express its God given right to life.  Most of us on the pro-life side feel that killing a child conceived through rape or incest is executing an innocent child for a crime committed by its father.  Many on my side believe that in cases where the life of the mother is in jeopardy she should turn it over to God and accept on faith whatever happens.  I think it is more complicated in these extremely rare events, and I admittedly don’t have the answers.

One life should not be considered any more priceless than another.  Should a mother be condemned for choosing her life over that of her unborn child?  Are these rare occurrences God’s teachable moments that are meant to remind us how valuable every human life is?  If I had to the answers to these questions I wouldn’t be an obscure pro-life blogger trying to save the world’s unborn.  And if the country I love wasn’t allowing over 1 million unborn children to be killed every year by Planned Parenthood and its colleagues, there would be no need for me to be an obscure pro-life blogger.

I plead guilty to being pro-life and vow to continue my crime spree in defense of life.  Should my advocacy for every child’s’ right to life subject me to scorn, ridicule, or worse I’m up for it.  In the end we are all held responsible for our actions and inaction, and I accept full responsibility for mine.


Batter Up

My grandson’s first Tee-Ball game was today.  As an unashamedly biased fan, I thought he was the best player on the field.  Watching him play, I realized what a miracle he is.  A little over 4 years ago he did not exist in the physical realm. Today he’s fielding grounders and swinging for the fences.  I’m swinging for the fences too in my quest to end abortion. The children of the world deserve no less than the best effort all of us can put forth to insure that every one of them is allowed to exercise their God-given right to life.

The chances of either of my grandsons becoming professional baseball players are pretty remote.  The certainty that both of them will make universally unique impressions on the world is absolute.  That’s what the world loses every time another unborn child meets its fate at the hands of the abortion industry; a universally unique human being, lost forever.  If a child loses at baseball they get another chance.  If they lose their right to life, it’s all over.

Life in the womb is like being in the on deck circle, waiting for your turn to bat.  You’re in the game just waiting for your turn to play.  You’re just as much a player as anyone else on the field; just like an unborn child is a living human being, just like any other human being; waiting for its turn.  Every unborn child is already a winner.  They were picked by the Creator of the universe to receive the gift of life.  Being picked by the Creator of stars and galaxies to receive His gift makes every human being special.  Those of us who feel we should be able to decide which of His gifts to accept and which ones to reject are saying that we know better than Him.

When God calls batter up to a new life, His intention is for that new life to get into the game.  He wishes nothing but home runs for all of us, and I’m sure that He wants every human being to be a winner in the game of life.  I know that most of my days are already behind me, but I’m committed to ensuring that every new life has a clear path forward, from the moment of conception.  Life will give you everything you ask of it, as long as you are willing to do whatever it takes to get what you want.  I’m determined to help end the practice of abortion and I won’t stop until my heart does.

At this stage of my life I’m in the on deck circle for my journey into eternity.  When God calls batter up for my next adventure, I hope to be able to look back and see that I helped save some lives and change some others for the better.  Life, just like baseball, is all about doing the best you can, and leaving knowing that you left it all on the field.



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.