Sunday, April 22, 2007

Turn out the light!!

Sometimes I think it would be easier to live in the dark. I know it was much easier when I lived in the dark about birth control - the church's teaching on it, the fact that that pill causes embryo's to abort. The pill was sooooooo much easier than NFP - even though it made me feel awful, have no sex drive and, oh yeah, put my eternal soul in jeopardy...but it was still easier!

Then there is what I read today. I was having a nice Sunday afternoon. Sure, I'm having to do a little work (on a Sunday - gasp - don't tell the Pharisees) but at least it's from home while the girls are down for naps. When the girls got up we were thinking of heading for the nursery to get some nice little impatiens to go in the garden. Doug is going to mow later and I thought the girls would have fun running around while I did some gardening. You get the picture. I took a break from working to peruse some blogs. And then my day was ruined. I read something so horrifying that it caused me to wish I lived on a desert island where I knew nothin' 'bout nothin'.

I read how partial birth abortions are performed - or would be performed if the Supreme Court had not upheld the ban. It is the most sickening thing I've ever heard of in my life. I had really never wondered exactly what a partial birth abortion is or how it was done. I knew that the ruling by the Supreme Court was a good thing and was happy about it of course, but truthfully was sort of getting tired of hearing and reading about it. After spending about 15 minutes sobbing - I'm talking the heaving, sputtering, tears and mascara everywhere kind of sobbing, I wondered for the millionth time if I was doing the right thing by bringing children into a world where something like not only takes place, but has people fighting for it to take place.

First Friday is coming up soon. I am more on board than ever with the group of Dallas bloggers who are fasting and praying before the Eucharist each first Friday. I wish there was more that I could do. I'm just in sort of a state of shock - my naive little bubble has been burst.

6 comments:

Laura H. said...

Your children are here now and it's so good. They are the ones who can CHANGE our world.

Stevie said...

No pressure or anything! LOL - that is a great point...and a great responsibility!!

Debbie said...

I started reading the Court's Opinion in that case and had to stop. It was too depressing, too sad. 1.3 million abortions are performed each year in the U.S. alone! What a disgrace! I just wanted to read the legalese about it, not read the graphic details about how each type of abortion was performed. Then I thought -- this is a good thing (the way the court wrote this opinion). It will force those who are fighting for this "privilege" to read what actually happens. Maybe that will help.

Julie D. said...

Stevie, I know what you mean. The first time I saw an illustration of what happens in such a murder (I can think of it as nothing else), I was so sickened and disgusted.

To bring children into such a world, into such a family as yours is actually, is the solution to those sickening murders. Your children are a living witness that we will not give up and they will carry that message into the future. It is an act of hope and determination and love. We need all those things in abundance. :-)

Julie D. said...

Rereading my comment, I want to add, I always am sickened and disgusted by partial birth abortion. But that first exposure to the dreadful truth was a moment of horror that I never will forget.

Jennifer F. said...

I am right there with you. I too had kind of looked away from that issue, trying not to think about it too much. Then I came across quotes like these excerpted here, where a Supreme Court Justice says partial-birth abortion should be legal because of the inconveniences of dealing with the "sharp bony fragments sometimes resulting from dismemberment of the fetus". I just cannot believe than an educated woman, a Justice nonetheless, actually said this.

OK, off my soapbox, just wanted to let you know I've experienced the same thing. Just shock, and horror.