The baby panda born a week ago in the Smithsonian National Zoo in
Washington D.C. died on Monday of this week, and the entire nation
seems to be mourning its death. CBS called the news of the panda’s
death “devastating”. Fox News reported that condolences were pouring
in from all over the world.
Also on Monday, approximately 3,288 human infants died in the United
States, murdered in the very place where they should have been the
most safe – their mother’s womb.
Now don’t get me wrong. I love animals as much as anyone else, but
where are our priorities?
Every day over 3000 babies are aborted in our country. That comes out
to one baby every 26 seconds, or nine every 4 minutes, or 137 an hour.
Do the math. That is 1.2 million every year. So 54.5 million babies
have been killed since the Roe v. Wade court decision in 1973.
Those numbers are just the surgical and medical abortions, they do not
include the chemical abortions done by abortifacients (drugs that
induce or cause abortions).
I have heard no reports of anyone mourning the deaths of these babies,
nor of any condolences being sent, nor of even one of these murders
making the evening news.
You always have to wonder if any of these millions of babies killed
would have been the one who would have discovered a cure for cancer,
or autism, or muscular dystrophy, or multiple sclerosis or any of the
other diseases that plague us today.
It reminds me of a song that was sung by Brian Free and Assurance, a
southern gospel group several years ago. The song was written by
Sheldon Mencer and contains these words:
“She will never see the beauty of a sunrise, nor pick a flower blowing
in the wind. She will never climb up to sit on Daddy's knee, never
spend a summer day with her best friend.
She will never bake cookies with Mommy, never know what it's like to
be sixteen, never spend her love with that special someone, never have
the family of her childhood dreams.
He will never celebrate his first birthday. You will never hear him
call your name out loud. He will never run across the grassy meadow,
nor will he be the little boy that makes you proud. He will never go
fishing with Daddy, nor have the joy of buying his first car. He
will never get to father his own family or hear his little boy wish
upon a star.
Day by day and one by one, we're killing our future by the thousands
every day across the land. Can you tell me what has happened to
America? Is there anyone who dares to take a stand? We have the
blood of little children on our hands.
But in Heaven God is picking up the pieces of the countless treasures
we have thrown away. While slowly He's reshaping and re-molding those
precious little helpless lumps of clay. So lovingly, He holds them in
His hands. Only God knows, just what they could have been.”
Remember those chemical abortifacients I mentioned earlier in this
article? News reports were coming in also on Monday that The New York
City Department of Education is providing morning-after pills and
other birth control drugs to students at 13 city high schools, paid
for with tax funds of course.
School nurse offices supplied with the contraceptives can reportedly
dispense "Plan B" emergency contraception and other oral or injectable
birth control to girls as young as 14 without telling their parents --
unless the parents opt out of the program after receiving a school
letter informing them of the new policy. Notice that it is the
parents’ responsibility to opt out, instead of having them being
accountable for giving their permission for their daughters to receive
Contraceptives.
© Joan Rowden
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