Embellishing the Truth….about Abortion
A week ago today I fell off my bike and broke my arm. It’s a pretty bad break resulting in surgery, so you can imagine all the doctors and nurses that I’ve had to talk to about how I broke my arm. It feels really silly at my age to say I fell off my bike, so when I could get away with it I did embellish the story a little. My grandson thinks I was trying to out run a bear! But no matter how the story gets told, the fact remains that I fell off my bike and broke my arm.
I hear embellished truth every day when it comes to abortion. They call it a “woman’s choice” or “reproductive health”. The real truth is that there’s nothing healthy about an abortion just like there’s nothing healthy about a broken arm, no matter how much you embellish the story. When I left the hospital I still had my arm and an x-ray photo of how they fixed it. When a woman leaves the abortion facility she leaves behind a dead child and an ultrasound photo of the live child she probably never looked at before the child was killed. The child is dead: no funeral, no memorial service, no burial.
No matter how you embellish the story I still have a broken arm from falling off my bike. No matter how she embellishes her story she still killed her child. How can this possibly be legal or right? Because I’m in a lot of pain, I’m taking some strong drugs, stayed at home all week and have had a lot of time to think. It hasn’t made it easier. In fact it’s really overwhelmed me how much work we have to do to fix this tragedy. How long will it take for our work to be done? I hate saying it again, but our work goes on….