There’s a lot of buzz lately about an issue Planned Parenthood and the radical fringe would prefer be kept out of mind, and at all cost, out of sight.
I have strong opinions about abortion, and especially so-called late-term and full-term “procedures” that render unborn, about to be born or just born infants no-longer-inconvenient. But this runs deeper than some Pro-Life, Pro-Choice debate. Much deeper.
Presently, legislators in Washington and many states are pushing laws that would require life-saving medical care for infants who survive botched abortions. Yes, it happens. More often than some would like us to know.
When I ponder this, my first thought is not whether I favor such laws, but whether I should simply give up on our species altogether. How in the world has our society arrived at a point that this is even questioned?
When we kill infants we aren’t playing God … we are defying Him. We aren’t using our God-given talents … we are defiling them. We aren’t a society proudly moving forward … we are drowning in spiritual quicksand.
There are many things we have learned to do that come down to Cain and Abel on a grand scale. We can plow down a bunch of children with a van. We can bump-stock a church. We can take a pill and abort a fetus, or dispense a pill and dispatch Granny. We can erase a city, or nation, or civilization, with WMDs.
I used to rest more comfortably knowing that we know better than to do things just because we can. But the 21st century is starting to feel like a place where only we can be victims … the other guy? Just a means to an end.
I pray that more and more Pro Life legislation will be proposed and enacted, but at times I’m hard pressed to believe it matters. Can a society be saved in which the right to life of an infant or a geriatric patient is an open question? Does it deserve to be saved?