My good friend Randy Booth offers a response to a local opinion piece defending the medical necessity of abortion.
In her fine article Why Pro-Abortion is Anti -Science, Pearcey says the following:
In the past, abortion supporters simply denied that the fetus is human: “It’s just a blob of tissue.” Today, however, due to advances in genetics and DNA, virtually no ethicist denies that the fetus is human — biologically, genetically, physiologically human. Even the arch-radical Peter Singer acknowledges that “the life of a human organism begins at conception.”
Brothers and Sisters, there are approximately 3,500 abortions a day in this country; about 1.3 million a year. The Psalmist writes: For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
There are no civil liberties when it comes to God’s ability to search you out. God is the One who forms and puts us together, so He and He alone has the right to declare and define life. And how does God speak of life? The Psalmist speaks in the most intimate terms: “Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether. 5 You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me. 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it.” Continue reading Exhortation: Life and Justice
Abortion involves killing and discarding something that’s alive. Whether it’s right or not to take the life of any living being depends entirely upon the answer to one question: What kind of being is it? The answer one gives is pivotal, the deciding element that trumps all other considerations.
Let me put the issue plainly. If the unborn is not a human person, no justification for abortion is necessary. However, if the unborn is a human person, no justification for abortion is adequate.
CREC minister Toby Sumpter reflects on their labor to the dying this Christmas:
I don’t know her name, but she is barely alive in the shrunken shell of the body God gave her. She lays under blankets and peers out of heavy eyelids in sunken sockets, belabored coughs slowly scrape her ancient throat. I smile and say hello. Her eyes flutter toward my voice. She leans her head slowly toward me. My one year old daughter is where her eyes rest. She doesn’t saying anything, and I cannot even say that I see a change of expression. But she cannot take her eyes off of my daughter like my daughter cannot take her eyes off of her. Death meet Life. Beginning meet End.
A student at Yale University, who for her “senior art project” says she repeatedly artificially inseminated herself and then took abortifacient drugs to induce multiple miscarriages, plans next week to display her “art” – including blood from her own forced abortions – prompting reactions ranging from horror and disgust to suggestions of fraud. Continue…
In 40 years of medical practice, I never once considered performing an abortion, nor did I ever find abortion necessary to save the life of a pregnant woman. In Congress, I have authored legislation that seeks to define life as beginning at conception, H.R. 1094. I am also the prime sponsor of H.R. 300, which would negate the effect of Roe v Wade by removing the ability of federal courts to interfere with state legislation to protect life. This is a practical, direct approach to ending federal court tyranny which threatens our constitutional republic and has caused the deaths of 45 million of the unborn. I have also authored H.R. 1095, which prevents federal funds to be used for so-called “population control.” Many talk about being pro-life. I have taken and will continue to advocate direct action to restore protection for the unborn.–Ron Paul
The government has no plans to lower the legal limit on abortion because there is no medical evidence to support a change, a senior UK health minister said yesterday. Dawn Primarolo told MPs that despite scientific advances, a foetus’s chances of survival had not improved and the upper limit of 24 weeks should not be reduced. However, her comments came as it emerged a British baby had been born at 23 weeks and five days and was battling to stay alive in a neo-natal unit. Full story…
On Monday afternoon I drove to “Happy Hour.” A group of about twenty, gathered to share their experiences under the deadly addiction of alcoholism. I walked in quietly to a room filled with the stench of cigarette. The ceiling was blackened with mold and the carpet stained almost at every spot. My first thought was how much that room reflected their lives: stained and darkened. The meeting began as Luke read about the purpose of the AA. Hi, my name is Luke and I am an alcoholic. “Hi Luke”, everyone replied. Some introduced themselves in the same manner. One young man introduced himself explaining that it was his first time with the group.
The first part of the meeting was a reading from the big book as they call it. The first reading summarized the AA creed and the second was a passage from the “book.” I noticed that almost everyone had a copy of it. It looked just like a Bible, and indeed, they treated it as such.
After the reading, Luke opened the time of discussion by sharing his own testimony. It appeared as if he had shared it millions of time. The group nodded and affirmed him as a congregant affirms his pastor with an “amen.” Luke, then, left the discussion open for a topic. A young woman in her 40’s broke the silence by speaking about the powerlessness of alcoholism. After that, everyone spoke. There was no fear! Some had been sober for over 30 years, others, for 30 days. The group was diverse, but their stories were so similar that it sounded like it came from a textbook. One spoke about how everyday he would promise to stop and everyday like it for 10 years. Another spoke about her sobriety for 3 years until unexpectedly being offered a drink; she though that she had overcome it, but that one drink led her to another 10 years of addiction. The power of that first sip was overwhelming.
They looked tired and worn beyond their age, but all had overcome alcoholism, even it had been just an hour. They were at the right place. They appeared strengthened by each testimony, each word of encouragement. It was almost as if every time they met they were fit to live one more day sober.
That community was a striking resemblance to the community God calls us to enjoy. Their commitment to one another and their sincere desire to see their brothers and sisters overcome this miserable evil was the most genuine expression of self-sacrifice I have witnessed outside the church.
It is true that God the higher power is unable to help them in their need, but it is also true that a community is able to thrive when united for a common cause. Perhaps for some Christ is their God. Only Christ can bring true serenity and only Christ can heal their diseases. Nevertheless, in the end, who am I to judge their success. It was God himself who instituted the community. In or outside the church, the world benefits from loyalty and commitment.
In the last part of the meeting we all stood in a circle, held hands, and recited the Lord’s Prayer. Yes, Lord, deliver me from the evil one and strengthen me in my own addictions for thine is kingdom and the power and the glory. Amen.
 Happy Hour is the name of the “Alcoholics Anonymous” group that meet 3 times a week. As part of one of my assignments for Introduction to Counseling, I had to attend one of their meetings, in order to understand a little better the nature of addiction.