Life, Interrupted

I’m sick. I’m frustrated. I’m disgusted and appalled. Quite frankly, I’m still a little bit in shock. Like many of you, when I heard the news about the New York State Congress and their expansion of abortion rights I felt immediate anger. Watching the news reports and hearing the applause of those in the congressional chamber as they passed the bill was like pouring salt into a freshly cut wound. My stomach turned and all I could feel was a sense of inescapable disgust. 

I was almost brought to tears as I thought about my children and the choice their mother could have made to end their lives before a single solitary breath was taken in this world. Right then, my instinct was to protect those innocent children from the monsters who would freely deny them life and call it compassion. I wanted to make those who administer the lethal injection suffer like those precious souls. I wanted, no, I demanded justice. And just like millions across every form of social media, I wanted to vent my rage at the arrogance of those who think they know better than God. 

Then, I took a breath and calmed down. I prayed for all those caught up in this mess: the mothers who feel forced into those decisions, the children unable to have a say in the future of their very own lives and suddenly felt overwhelmed by the irony of those who use that same excuse to defend these actions. I prayed for the lawmakers who fell into the trap of trusting in our ways instead of God’s ways and for a nation that makes these atrocities possible. I prayed for the strength to remain committed in a fight against this terrible thing and I prayed for patience to not grow indifferent like so many have before. 

Obviously, the debate about the ethics of abortion is still underway in our country. Even though Roe vs. Wade made abortion (up to 24 weeks into the pregnancy) legal in 1973, millions of American citizens still detest the very thought of it today. The lawmakers of New York wanted to amend that judgment before the Supreme Court can even consider it and passed the Reproductive Health Act, which now allows a woman in their state the right to abort her baby at any time, including the third trimester, if the fetus is not viable and cannot survive outside the womb. 

The latest information I was able to find said there were a little over 630,000 abortions in 2015 in the United States. I’m sure the number was still fairly close to that in 2018. While that number is almost half what it was in 1980, it still represents more children than the entire population of Oklahoma City. What amount of mourning would our country give for the loss of that metropolis? 

To further compare what that number represents, we lost 58,000 men during the Vietnam War and (rightfully) celebrate the enormity of that number on Veterans Day. Do you see the sad irony of our country’s priorities? We celebrate the right to murder ten times the number of children each and every year and call it enlightened, compassionate, and a sensible solution.

I urge you to heed the warning found in Scripture. Israel was punished by God because they offered their children up as sacrifices to false Gods (see Jeremiah 19:4-8). Is what we see occurring in our country any different? The false gods Baal and Asherah may not be served anymore, but false gods still infiltrate our lives in different shapes and sizes. Planned Parenthood, a government-funded group that supplies abortions to women in this country is certainly a false god. It’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing, perverting the minds of many people in this country. While they’re far from the only guilty party, they are the face of those who champion the reproductive rights of American women. In another sense of irony we shouldn’t ignore, the rights of the child aren’t even considered as we figure out what to do with them.

Sadly, doesn’t the Declaration of Independence say “all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” What would Thomas Jefferson and the other forefathers of our country think about the latest law in New York? I wonder if they’d ask what I ask right now. When do the rights of that baby matter? While it doesn’t matter what they would say or what I say to the members of the New York Assembly, they have arrogantly said that baby doesn’t have one single right until a breath is taken outside of their mother’s womb. 

Even though it’s legal in our country, I pray that you’ll never stop condemning those actions, teaching against those rights, and deploring those laws as unethical and vile. With all the enthusiasm I have, I encourage you to remember the following truths from God’s Word as you consider the lives of all children, even those still in their mother’s womb:

Before I formed you in the womb I knew you; before you were born I sanctified you; I ordained you a prophet to the nations.

Jeremiah 1:5

For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book, they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them.

Psalm 139:13-16

If we don’t remember the beauty of creation and the value each life inherently possesses, how dare we celebrate any freedom, right, or blessing in this country or this world. 


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All Scripture taken from the New King James Version. Copyright (c) 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved.