To round out the week, I’m going to concentrate on abortion once again. This coming Monday, October 6th is Pro-Life Memorial Day:
“On the first Monday in October, the U.S. Supreme Court begins its new term. This is a day on which pro-lifers across the nation will mourn the victims of America’s hidden holocaust: abortion. Who will hear the cries of these preborn children? Who will be their voice? Who will mourn their deaths? On October 6, thousands of Americans nationwide will be mourning the victims of abortion by wearing black armbands, gathering for prayer and candlelight vigils at the U.S. Supreme Court and abortion facilities nationwide, wearing the official Pro-Life Memorial Day 2008 T-shirt and engaging in many other activities.” (for more information visit http://www.prolifememorialday.com/2008/)
One of the most tragic things about abortion is that these babies have no voice. Except for you and me. The legality of abortion is an embarassment to a civilized society. How “enlightened” are we, really, if we can sit back and just let this happen? How civilized are we, that we let our innocent children be slaughtered?
I’m sorry, I can barely type right now. I am shaking, because I just viewed this page at priestsforlife.org: http://priestsforlife.org/images/index.htm.
If you happen to be ambivalent, I urge you to look at these images of aborted babies, and see if your conscience stirs. See if they don’t move you to tears. See if they don’t sicken and outrage you. See if they don’t light a fire in you to start praying and acting to stop it. We’re a civilized society? I’m really not so sure about that.
Planned Parenthood laments the fact that they’re increasingly unable to find doctors with the “skill” and “courage” to provide abortions. How much skill does it take to forcibly tear off an infant’s head? How much courage does it take to rip an infant apart? Well, enough courage to have to face these innocent human lives one day, to look at their perfect completion and know that you put an end to their earthly existence. Enough courage to look at their Creator, who knew them the moment they were conceived, even before, and to try to explain to Him how it was the “right” thing to do. Personally, I’d be quaking.
But make no mistake: our own action or inaction will be judged as well. When our Creator looks upon us one day, will he see us as willing accomplices in this tragedy? Or will he see our having done everything imaginable to give “the least of these” a voice?
I challenge you to look at these images of aborted babies, and to go on to vote for a political candidate who is the most radical pro-abortion candidate we’ve ever seen. If you’re Catholic, go ahead and ignore the Church’s warning if you want. But, as a last resort, look at the pictures of these babies and see if you can, with a clear conscience, vote for a man who would codify abortion into law, via the “Freedom of Choice Act,” and make it irreversible. A man who would require our tax dollars to fund the practice. A man who voted to deny infants born alive after failed attempts to kill them medical care. Couldn’t he have at least voted “Present” on this one, too, like most of his other votes? This individual, Barack Obama, sickens me, and he should sicken you, too.
“Proportionate reasons?” Catholics, there is no proportionate reason imaginable that could sway your vote toward a man who would rather his daughters undergo an abortion–who would rather see his own grandchildren murdered–than see his daughters “punished with a baby.” Barack Obama not only displays a lack of intellect, he displays something arguably worse: a lack of morality.
I’ll leave you with this quote from Dr. Bernard Nathanson, orignial founder of NARAL, now a pro-life advocate:
“I’m going to set it against my Jewish heritage and the Holocaust in Europe. The abortion holocaust is beyond the ordinary discourse of morality and rational condemnation. It is not enough to pronounce it absolutely evil. Absolute evil used to characterize this abortion tragedy (43 million and counting) is an inept formulation. The abortion tragedy is a new event, severed from connections with traditional presuppositions of history, psychology, politics and morality. It extends beyond the deliberations of reason, beyond the discernments of moral judgment, beyond meaning itself. It trivializes itself to call itself merely a holocaust or a tragedy. It is, in the words of Arthur Cohen, perhaps the world’s leading scholar on the European Holocaust, a mysterium tremendum, an utter mystery to the rational mind—a mystery that carries with it not only the aspect of vastness, but the resonance of terror, something so unutterably diabolic as to be literally unknowable to us. This is an evil torn free of its moorings in reason and causality, an ordinary secular corruption raised to unimaginable powers of magnification and limitless extremity.
Nelly Sachs, a poetess who wrote poems on the Holocaust in Europe and who won the Nobel Prize in 1966, wrote a poem called “Chorus of the Unborn.” Permit me to give you a few lines:
“We, the unborn, the yearning has begun to plague us
as shores of blood broaden to receive us.
Like dew, we sink into love but still
the shadows of time lie like questions over our secret.”