There were a couple of stories that I ran across today that have me grasping for words. Both stories revolve around the abortion issue and called to mind a song I used to listen to by a Christian punk group. The song was about Operation Rescue and it included the line, “what if they were killing you?” I have never forgotten that song or the feeling in the pit of my stomach when I think about all of the babies that are murdered day after day in our world.
Today, there was a story of a 12 year old girl in Canada who took the opportunity of a speech contest to speak out about the issue. You should absolutely go and watch the video of it. The article I read with the video embedded is at WorldNetDaily. She says in the video:
“What if I told you that right now, someone was choosing if you were going to live or die?” the seventh-grader begins in a video recording of her speech on YouTube. “What if I told you that this choice wasn’t based on what you could or couldn’t do, what you’d done in the past or what you would do in the future? And what if I told you, you could do nothing about it?”
All I could hear was the words of that song, “what if they were killing you?” over and over again in my mind. Even I as type this, I am feeling somewhat melacholy and emotional. But is that all I would do if my life were in danger? This girl has the courage to speak out and the conviction of truth. May her message reach many who need to hear it and may their hearts be softened by the conviction of the Lord to see the truth.
On the other end of the spectrum in some ways, is the story of a pastor in Oakland who is awaiting sentencing for holding up a poster that reads, “Jesus loves you and your baby. Let us help you,” outside an Oakland abortion clinic. There is video of him as well. It is incredulous to think that he was even found guilty as it is reported that one of the witnesses against him perjured herself on the stand.
We recently had the baby bottle drive in our church for the nearby pregnancy help center, and I am certainly outspoken about the tragedy of all of these murdered children. But I find myself wondering if that is all I would be doing if it were me. What do you think? Is there more we can do? What if they were killing you?