My niece was born just 6 days ago.
There’s something special about a new baby, isn’t there?
Slim, wrinkled, not-yet-dimpled hands.
Dainty toes topped with impossibly tiny nails.
Plump face that resembles daddy here, mommy there – leaving no emotion hidden, whether waking or sleeping.
That’s my favorite.
A sweet mouth, sometimes puckered, sometimes distorted by a wayward yawn.
Fuzzy hair smoother than silk.
And that fresh, clean baby smell…
that’s my favorite.
It smells like innocence and possibilities.
Purity and hope.
And those spontaneous smiles that I like to attribute to my delightful company but are probably just impulse responses to tummy rumblings…
that’s my favorite.
Perhaps this arrival of our little bundle made the Planned Parenthood video all the more heart-wrenching.
All the more devastating.
To hear a warm-blooded, flesh and bone human being speak so callously about her profession as a murderer was disturbing.
To listen to her rattle off the names of body parts as though she were an auto mechanic taking inventory was sickening.
To imagine my own newborn niece “crushed” in this way –
life stolen carelessly with high-dollar parts guarded –
There’s something particularly chilling about hearing it described so heartlessly in such detail.
But make no mistake, abortion is abominable, whether or not I hear the details.
Whether or not evil perpetrators are taped discussing it.
Whether or not parts are sold like boxed-up, formaldehyde-soaked frogs awaiting middle school science experiments.
“…every abominable thing that the Lord hates they have done for their gods, for they even burn their sons and their daughters in the fire to their gods.” Deuteronomy 12:31
Dare we think that sacrificing our sons and daughters to the god of self-rule is less abominable than burning them on Molech’s altar?
We offer them to the god of convenience.
We offer them to the god of sex.
We take on the dark haze of the angel of light, Lucifer-now-Satan, who sought to usurp God’s authority.
Here are his words:
I will ascend into heaven,
I will exalt my throne above the angels of God:
I will sit upon the mount of the congregation . . .
I will ascend above the heights of the clouds;
I will be like the Most High, Almighty God Himself. (Isaiah 14:13-14)
How dare we snuff out life God has created?
How dare we show such despicable cowardice by supporting “women’s rights” while brutally murdering millions and millions of would-be women?
How dare we refuse to oppose abortion politically because “it’s not directly affecting me”?
How dare we shirk our responsibility to take a stand on behalf of the defenseless because “I ought not impose my religious beliefs on others”?
If you are a true Christ-follower, you must be against abortion.
There is no other alternative.
You cannot belong to the life Giver (I Timothy 6:13) and side with those who annihilate life.
You cannot claim “the Resurrection and the Life” (John 11:25) and approve of those who crush life.
You cannot approach God through “the Way, the Truth, and the Life” (John 14:6) and refuse to condemn the practice of destroying life.
Praise God, if you’ve performed abortions in the past, there is redemption.
If you’ve had abortions in the past, there is forgiveness.
If you’ve supported abortion in the past, there is absolution.
But if you’ve put your hand to the plow and claimed the name of Christ, you cannot look back without being declared unfit for the kingdom of God. (Luke 9:62)
And so if you identify as a Christian and are ambivalent or in favor of abortion, I implore you to search the Scriptures to learn what God has to say about it.
If you’re a Christian who is against abortion, will you cry out to God on behalf of the unborn? On behalf of your nation with bloodied hands? And perhaps even on behalf of your own heart and mine that tend toward lukewarmness more than zeal?
God, help us! You’re our only hope.