Since the other side likes to toss about the word “right” to further their cause, I’m going to reclaim it for pro-lifers. Many millions of people are pro-life, but there are a handful of folks around the world who can actually claim a living right to be so.
I am one of them.
Although my story may not be as spectacular as that of Gianna Jessen – who is living quite the life despite the botched abortion attempt that nearly ended it – it is still a testament to the Grace and Divine intervention of an Almighty God.
It was the summer of 1967, and upon hearing that his unwed daughter had become pregnant by a man several years older, my maternal grandfather scheduled an appointment with the local doctor. During that visit, he asked the doctor to schedule an abortion. The doctor replied that it was too late; based on the expected due date, the pregnancy was too far along.
BUT IT WASN’T TOO LATE.
I was born about 6 weeks past the due date given by the doctor. Either he was wrong or he lied. Regardless which it was – there’s no way that either of those things would happen today.
TODAY I WOULD BE ABORTED.
I was adopted by a family who wanted nothing more than to have a child. They loved and nurtured me as their own, but never hid the truth from me. I don’t know when they first told me I was adopted, but it must have been very early, as I do not recall a time when I did not know.
The family I obtained through adoption means more than any of my worldly possessions. My mom and grandmother helped me learn to read very early, and my grandparents’ rich family history taught me to take pride in things like family honor, a well-respected name, and a sound Christian heritage.
I had a great upbringing. Educated in a good school. Met the perfect mate, and with her made our own amazing family. All of these things explain why I say that I have a living right to be pro-life.
That’s not WHY I’m pro-life.
I’m pro-life because it sickens me to the core to even think of purposely taking the life of the most innocent human beings.
I’m pro-life because I cannot imagine being so concerned with my own selfish desires as to allow someone to physically rip my progeny to shreds.
I’m pro-life because the very notion of parenthood implies that parents sacrifice their own interests for the welfare of the child.
I’m pro-life because abortion traps women in a world where reckless and careless men use them and discard them on a whim.
And finally – above all else – I’m pro-life because man is the ONLY creature in ALL the universe created after the image of God himself.
If December 7, 1941 – the day a foreign power drew us into war by killing 2402 Americans – was indeed a day “that will live in infamy”, how much more so the day on which THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT officially sanctioned the killing of more than 60,000,000 of its own future citizens over a 45-year period?
For those 2402 we went to war. For those 60 million, I AM PRO-LIFE.