When I was young I could bench press car motors, eat raw meat and stay awake three days and nights gambling and carousing. As a byproduct, I even took part in decisions to abort pregnancies, saying, “Get rid of it.”
Imagine that. I called a human baby “It.”
Later, whenever involved in a conversation about abortion, I would opine that whatever someone else did involving a pregnancy was their business and none of mine. Still, without regard to the human baby.
When I finally grew up and thought I was mature enough to marry, my wife and I made a conscious decision to have children of our own. It was the best collective decision I ever took part in and a blessing to behold. The thought of abortion never entered the conversation.
Then, as it would, time flew by and I awakened to find that my children had children of their own. My heart was bloated with joy beyond description and I was honored with a seat at the round table in the Great Hall of Granddad and Pop-pop Knights.
From this happiness arose the darkness of past abortions and the light of an awakening.
Being a Granddad and a Pop-pop has made me realize that abortion isn’t just, “Getting rid of it,” or someone else’s business, or the murder of a single human baby. Abortion is killing a whole lineage of humanity. Abortion is sawing off a limb of a family tree while sitting on the limb being sawed off. Abortion is a crime against humanity for centuries to come. I know from which I speak.
Now, I may not be able to bench press car motors or eat raw meat, nor do I want to stay awake three days and nights gambling and carousing. Now I fight against the crime of abortion, for I’ve been Knighted Sir Granddad and Sir Pop-pop.
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Great Post!