Rick Santorum may or may not run for president in 2012. If he does, I may vote for him.
I was reading an article by George Will in the most recent Newsweek. It was strange, because I was in a doctor’s office. Not strange that I was in there, but strange that they had a current magazine. Maybe the magazine slipped through because the interchanges I mention below are from the 1990s. But I digress.
George Will is showing the true colors of some senate Democrats when it comes to abortion. Barbara Boxer believes that a baby is a child once the family brings him or her (or them) home from the hospital. Until then, even after birth, an abortion is acceptable. Rick Santorum pushed the issue.
Obviously, you don’t mean they have to take the baby out of the hospital for it to be protected by the Constitution. Once the baby is separated from the mother, you would agree—completely separated from the mother—you would agree that the baby is entitled to constitutional protection?
I don’t want to engage in this.
Well, no. People don’t like hearing this sort of support for murder from one of their elected officials. They don’t want to think they had a hand in giving Ms. Boxer a soapbox. Recent polls show 50% of the American public thinks abortion is morally wrong, vs. 38 % thinking it’s morally acceptable and 12% falling into the trap of situational ethics or not deciding at all.
if killing a baby that had slipped entirely from the birth canal would still be a “choice” that the mother (which she indisputably would then be) had a constitutionally protected right to make. Neither senator said “no.” Feingold said it would be up to the woman and her doctor. Lautenberg agreed.
Anybody that is willing to kill babies is on the wrong side. Anybody challenging them is on the right side.
Please note that I’m talking about actions that fall within the realm of civil discourse. I am not advocating violence. I am not advocating murder. Those are wrong here – people who murder “baby-killers” have just as much blood and guilt as their victims. No ifs, ands, or buts.
Psalm 106:37-38 is talking about a way that the Israelites had sinned.
They sacrificed their sons
and their daughters to demons.
They shed innocent blood,
the blood of their sons and daughters,
whom they sacrificed to the idols of Canaan,
and the land was desecrated by their blood.
Change Canaan to “pleasure” or “convenience” and you have today’s society. Jeremiah 22:3 says this:
This is what the LORD says: Do what is just and right. Rescue from the hand of his oppressor the one who has been robbed. Do no wrong or violence to the alien, the fatherless or the widow, and do not shed innocent blood in this place.
What else is a new-born, or an almost-born, except “innocent blood”? Then we come across Galatians 6:7:
Do not be deceived, God is not mocked; for whatever a man sows, this he will also reap.
Ms. Boxer, Mr. Feingold, Mr. Lautenberg, your day is coming. It’s not for me or Rick Santorum to deliver that reaping. It may not come in your lifetime. But anybody who says that a baby, born or unborn, deserves to die – you’re on the wrong side. When you have to face God and try to explain why you helped participate in promoting the roughly fifty million abortions we have had since 1973 – well, I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes.
Part of the reason the article and the outlandish positions struck me so strongly is that Bettie and I had just come from a funeral. A friend of ours
had a grandmother pass away this week, at the ripe age of 97. She had ten children, one of whom was our friend’s mother. What if the grandmother had decided that ten children was too many? What if my friend’s mom didn’t want any kids interfering with her lifestyle? Well, then I wouldn’t have had the great opportunity to work with my friend. She wouldn’t have been able to be a good influence on others, at work, at church, in the world. She wouldn’t have introduced me to this CD.
And the grandmother might be cursing the people who told her that it wasn’t a baby, that it was just a blob of flesh, instead of doing what she’s doing now: kicking up her 97-year-young heels in a dance welcoming her into Heaven. Smiling down on her daughter, and granddaughter, and Bettie and I as we celebrated her life and her transition from this side of time to the other side.
All because she cherished her babies, born and unborn. And lived a life faithful to God Almighty, who sees her through the blood of Christ that washed away her sins.