She was young very young, to young to care for a child. Besides she needed to finish school. What would her friends and parents say. Her best friend was right, the abortion was the easiest way. No one would ever need to know. They had planned it all out it was quite simple. And it was simple. And of course it wasn't murder, she asked the very understanding people at the clinic and they assured her that it was not murder, it was not a child, just tissue, besides, it was rape they said, date rape, how could she love and care for a child of those circumstances. It would be her secret, no one need to know. A few years latter she saw her friends now having children, they seemed so happy. Everyone wanted her to hold the babies, but for some reason she could not. She told herself it was because they were just plain ugly little things, but she knew in her heart she was afraid, for over time the secret had grown into an empty feeling, a void, a loneliness that could not be filled, an ache that turned into pain, then bitterness, than a hatred for others. Others who had children they could not afford to have. And the children who were such ugly, noisy, offensive things. Who would want them anyway. They just interrupted your life, and over populated the planet.
Years latter she had children of her own, it was hard getting over the feelings she harbored for so long, to tell herself that they were actually kind of cute. The fear lingered. When she would look into the little eyes she felt as if another pair of eyes would look through them, softly saying, see this is what I could have been. Her children grew up eventually having children of their own. The fear lessened, the grandbabies were a little easier to care for she had cared for their parents hadn't she, the very best she could. They were alive, she hadn't somehow snuffed out their life too... Perhaps the people at the clinic had been right. It must have only been tissue.
What a jerk. Men were just pigs. So much for all the talk about love. Hey, this was his problem too right, he should pay for the abortion. He was willing enough. Yes, he would pay, and after she would dump him, the jerk, She wondered if the baby would feel pain, she hoped so. She hoped it was male. She hated men. She was so calm at the clinic. So level headed. And right. After ward the doctor even showed her, on a piece of paper towel, the head and appendages, the body, too bad he couldn't tell, if it were male or not. She let her head fall back on the table with a sigh of satisfaction. Dumb male doctor he had thought to show her that she had actually murdered a living child, to attempt to make her feel guilty or something, what a jerk. The only thing she regretted was not waiting longer to have the abortion, to make sure it felt the pain, like she did, to pay back that jerk who thought he loved her. Now that the baby was gone, it was his turn...
The United States does not need ethnic cleansing, in its own way it is weeding out the children it does not want. The persons concerned over population control are murdering over 5000 unborn children a day. We no longer say children are to be seen and not heard, we now say children are to be disposed of if not wanted. The women's activists of the 70's have totally defeated their purpose. Instead of gaining equality they have bread a mankind to learn to despise women for their weaknesses instead of desiring to care and provide for them, so women have been forced to learn to provide for themselves and their children.
Once you have an abortion your feelings toward children will not be the same. You will never be able to someday look into your born live trusting children's eyes and not realize that another pair of eyes should be standing there with them. The mothers becoming liberated have lost the love they once had for there children. They drown them in bathtubs, allow their men to throw them out of windows, put them into cars and drown them in lakes. The world gasps at reports of children shooting their parents in bed, get real, what do we expect. It does not surprise me. Or Children killing other children. Where there is no respect for human life there will be consequences to suffer.
The consequence paid in Colorado has touched my soul. I can no longer be silent. A darkness is covering our land. A land that was founded on the words of Jesus Christ. A land that founded it's roots in the Word of God. In the Bible when Israel repented, God saw their repentance, and they once again flourished. Looking at the world today, I feel that it is coming to the close of the dispensation of grace. I feel that we are a humanity headed on a downward spiral, and soon the tribulation will take place, and Jesus will afterwards rule for 1000 years. Yet I also read that Jonah warned Niniva, they repented and were not destroyed.
I am but a silent watchman now making a voice, whether you heed the warning or not is little of my concern, I am not of this world but of the world to come. I am here to tell you that God loves you, Jesus died so that you could be reconciled with God. Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.