This week the world celebrated the birth of a “Royal” baby in England. In America, every baby is a royal baby!
In these United States “We the People” are king, judge, and lawgiver and so an abortion in the land of the free is an even greater offense. When a mother decides that her convenience trumps her son or daughter’s life, she is an accomplice in more than the death of a child but also a neighbor, a judge and a king.
Who among men and gods is fearful of the birth of a king? — Pharaoh, Herod and Lucifer. That is the team picture that you’re a part of when you call yourself “pro-choice.”
I say this as a man who believes in a woman’s right to choose. I believe in it so thoroughly that I would fight and even die to protect it. But let me clarify for the record —
I believe in a woman’s right to choose:
Where she attends school; where her child attends school; whom she will marry; the pumps, the flats or the wedges; the cabernet or the zinfandel; Republican or Democrat; caramel macchiato or café mocha; natural or enhanced; the bob or the weave; to work corporate or to raise a family; to buy or rent; the dog or the cat; oak or cherry; the little black dress or the comfortable sweats. Well, maybe not the sweats, yoga pants then.
I believe in a woman’s right to pursue happiness with bonds unfettered, to relish in the liberty that God appointed for her and that great men have protected; and finally I believe in a woman’s right to life from the moment of conception to natural death, in the womb and out of it!
But I completely disagree with a woman’s right to “choose” to murder her children and call it “family planning.” Calling abortion “choice” or “reproductive rights” will not remove the bloodstains from Lady Macbeth’s hands. The death of language is no alibi for the death of a human being, created in the image of God. I cannot agree with a woman’s right to choose to do wrong and then hail it as a virtue that we all must bow to, surrender and salute.
I don’t believe in misusing the first divine institution (free will) to snuff out the third (family). Jefferson was right; when God created man he gave him liberty at the same time. Created in the image of God we are creatures of choice meant to fellowship with the Godhead. And this is the crux of the great evil that is abortion; it is the ultimate rebellion against God. It is the fist in the air, shaken at the almighty. It is contrary to nature and nature’s God. It is the attempt to deface the very image of God, to thrust one’s finger into his eye.
What kind of man is it that puts convenience and the life of his son or daughter in the balance and chooses infanticide? What kind of a woman chooses to kill her son or daughter in the name of personal freedom?
So what of the royal fetus? Would there have been outrage if Kate had chosen abortion? If the royal couple would have decided that now was not the right time or that “it” was not the favored sex? Outside of the coven of extreme feminists, of NARAL, and of NOW, how would the world have taken the wanton slaughter of the third in line to the British throne? And just why should that pregnancy, fetus, child or birth be treated differently than the black fetus in Harlem that was just burned, dismembered, sucked out and bagged as medical waste?