Mrs. Michael Goes to Washington

Abortion, Football & Apple Pie, The Americanization of Evil

                                     

“Men occasionally stumble over the truth but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing ever happened.”~ Sir Winston Churchill

 

This January 22^nd was a land-mark decision for Small Victories. It would be the first time the matriarch of this family made the trek to the annual March for Life in Washington , D.C. It’s not easy to take time away from this ministry and our large family. We wanted to experience this event and see what all the “hoopla” is all about. For years, we have tried to dissuade those able bodies from D.C. but rather go march to your local killing mill on the disdainment of this date that was decided by 7 of the 9 chin-drooling men in black robes in 1973.

After 34 years of child killing on demand, abortion has become as Americana as football and apple pie. We have seen it and been dealing with the epidemic of abortion apathy in our churches, in our community, and in our nation. Returning recently from my first “March for Life,” an annual pro-life feel-good event, it reminded me more of my early days at summer camp rather than “boot-camp.” I guess I was naïve to think we might experience a revolution but it turned out to be just another resolution in the streets of D.C. It was good to schmooze with the big pro-life veterans and public figures, but “what did we accomplish?” was the feeling we left with. It was a daring step to march down Constitution Avenue holding this lil’ guy named “Malachi” whose name means “messenger.” His picture was the poster-child of the infamous and widely used D&E abortion procedure.

We strategically worked our way up to the third line of parade marchers right in front of the March for Life flag line. As we marched, photographers focused in on us and quickly turned their cameras after realizing what we were showing. The parade bystanders looked interested, some surprised... Many, many commented, “Is that what it looks like?” One girl said, “That picture needs to be here.”

Over 100,000 pro-lifers were in attendance. Before the March, we stood at the steps of the Capitol building and looked upon the Mall in front of the Washington Monument . It was an awesome sight to see the crowd. President Bush addressed the gathering via phone and loud speakers. It appeared the only media covering this was the Catholic network. There was a notably high concentration of Catholics; it appeared once again they were the backbone of this movement.

Ashamedly, it also appears as though America has become so calloused to killing children in the womb, this event is just another day. Over fifty million people have been slaughtered and it doesn’t even register to the common man. We don’t even flinch.

Is it any wonder why we see so much bloodshed on the streets of most inner cities? Is it any wonder the number one killer of children out of the womb, are the very same people who should be taking every measure to ensure their protection and safety: their parents?

 

Most of the pro-lifers at this event have never seen an abortion, let alone the sidewalk outside of an abortion clinic. Most of these good intentioned people have been fighting this battle through the politicians and local CPCS. This will not stop abortion. We must plead the case of the fatherless to win it, not to perpetuate it. We must absolutely, positively stand on God’s Word to win this battle. Week after week standing outside our local abortion mill in Granite City , IL , we see moms and dads and girl after girl after girl repeatedly using surgical abortion as their method of birth control. And for the most part Mom and Dad know their kids are sexually active, and look the other way. When is the last time you heard a sermon on morality and family values? You don’t. Most churches are growing a financial ministry and they are not about to rock the boat with their tithers.   

 

In the book of Jeremiah, another wonderful prophet who was hated in his own hometown, we read “They dress the wound of my people as though it were not serious. ‘Peace, peace,’ they say, when there is no peace. Are they ashamed of their loathsome conduct? No, they have no shame at all; they do not even know how to blush.” When we make exceptions we are still accommodating evil.

We are no better than we were 34 years ago with the inception of abortion. We have fought for the lives of the innocent on every front.

We have fought for the lives of children on every venue, educational, political, economic, compassionate, etc. We have tried to educate America about the sanctity of life. We have plunged into the political realm, electing Republican and conservative mercenaries to fight our battles for us. We have given financially, over and over again, to help mothers in crisis pregnancies. We have established crisis pregnancy centers. There is deep division and undermining in the legislative and political realm. We are trying to regulate evil. Now, how do you successfully do that?

But, we have failed at fighting at the root of the problem: morality. Our kids are being indoctrined into a sea of filth and violence on the boob-tube: the MTV generation and listening to rap-crap music on the radio. We allow girls to walk out the house in their little sister’s clothing and the boys look like they fell into a fish-tackle box. They need a parent to purchase a can of paint or get their ears pierced, and yet they can stroll right into an abortion mill anytime of day or night.

Marching down Constitution Avenue was great, but the rest of America was marching into the abortion mill while the church was building that great entertainment center. Principles have been so watered down and the playing field has become so muddled with compromise and exceptions, the end zone is no longer insight. That evening sitting at the Rose for Life dinner, the leaders and attendees were announcing plans for the 35th year of “March for Life.” We keep fighting this battle the same way and are expecting different results. If you always do what you always did, you’ll always get what you always got.

 

 Enough! It’s time to take the field back. It’s time to quit playing a good game of pro-life. We must confess that we have failed to love our little brothers and sisters as ourselves and we must begin at the root of the problem and draw a line in the sand. The devil is robbing, killing, and destroying God’s heritage while we sit by trying to educate, negotiate, buy off, or be compassionate with God’s sworn enemy. It’s time to take back what the enemy has stolen. It’s time to restore full protection to the children in the womb, no exceptions, no compromise.

 

 When the Church of Jesus Christ allows her theology to become biography at local abortions mills in every city, is when we win. The gates of hell cannot prevail against the Church of Jesus Christ.

 It’s Super-Bowl week here in our nation. We are in the fourth quarter, there are two minutes left on the clock. We need some fourth quarter Christian pro-lifers. Now, who’s coming with me?    

 

Be encouraged~ Angela