If they don’t know it’s murder

Posted: January 20, 2015 in Abortion Abolition, Evangelism
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The sound of crunching snow alerted me of someone approaching from behind. Nonchalantly I stole a quick glance at the advancing figure. It was young girl about ten years old walking an excited and friendly looking dog. The girl seemed a little apprehensive but despite her caution the rowdy dog pulled her forward with a few sharp tugs on the leash. Smiling, the girl stood before me, a look of wonder and childish innocence etched in her face. I turned my sign in her direction and said, “Hi. How are you?”

We were at the high school and were able to have a few conversations with some of the students about abortion and the Gospel of Christ. Some listened while others ignored us. That is just part of the high school outreach. But the high school is also a place were the kids from Hope Elementary are dropped off to either be picked up by their parents or to walk home in the brisk afternoon air. Sometimes we are given the opportunity to speak with some of these kids on their way home.

“Good, thank you.” she replied while staring at the image of an eight week old fetus displayed in full color at the center of my sign. It also read, There is life in your womb. Abortion is not the answer.

“What do you think of the signs?” I prodded. She looked up at me and answered, a hint of wonder in her voice.

“They are awesome.”

“Yeah, they are pretty amazing aren’t they?” She nodded and I continued.

“So do you know what that is?” I pointed at the image.

“It’s a baby.” She glanced from the sign, to my face then back to the sign again a little confused. My heart soared. This ten year old girl knew it was a human life. Some professors and doctors don’t even know that.

“Yes, you are right. See the tiny hands and feet?” The girl smiled and peered at the precious baby that millions of our own country men hate and regard as anything but a human child. This was the perfect time to tell her why we were standing there in the cold holding signs with pictures of babies on them. I knew she was dying to know.

“So do you know why we are standing here with these signs?”

“Um…no.”

“Yeah, it’s kind of weird isn’t it?” I smiled to let her know she could agree. She quickly nodded.

“We are here because some people don’t want their babies. Instead of loving them they kill them so they don’t have to take care of them anymore. Some people don’t believe that they are really babies so we have to tell people that they are.” The girl’s eyes widened. She had never heard of that before.

“That is so sad!” She was moved at the gravity of the issue.

“People call it abortion but it is really murder and it needs to stop.”

She understood that lives were being destroyed. She knew that we were speaking out for unborn babies. And she knew that it was wrong. Why won’t the rest of the world see these simple truths?

When we hold signs exposing the sin of abortion we see a lot of differing reactions. Some positive, some negative. But even after seeing it over and over again I am still amazed at one of the most common objections we get for holding the signs. The images of the babies have been called, disgusting; grotesque; disturbing; gross; offensive and even, “something you only see in horror movies.” Does that fit the picture of a human baby? How has our society warped the image of a precious child being formed in the womb into something grotesque and offensive? The lies that have been feed to us through the schools, media and court rulings have been effective in turning the hearts of the fathers and mothers against their children. The devil has won in his attempt at dehumanizing the offspring of our own race. Throughout all time Christians have stood against the evils of the day. At times it has been racism and sexism. Now it is ageism. Some say that your humanity is based on the color of you skin or from which race you are a part of. Others say your worth is determined by gender. Today the majority of Americans believe this is based on age. These are all lies. That is grotesque. That is offensive.

If the people we talk to on the street knew it was mass homicide that is taking place at the rate of 3,500 a day they would have no problems with us standing out there, demanding justice be done.

The real reason they are offended isn’t because we are showing “disgusting” pictures but because we are shattering their false illusions. It is easier to believe in the pro-choice slogan that “it is just a blob of tissue” because you don’t have to accept the painful reality that 1.2 million human lives are being ruthlessly destroyed every year in our own country. They don’t like the signs because they don’t like the message. They don’t like the message because they refuse to believe abortion is murder. People must see the images of babies. They must see the tiny hands; the intelligent eyes; the precious feet. These are being formed by God the very moment they are ripped apart limb by limb in abortion. I hate even to write such words but it is reality.

Abortion is murder and we must tell the world.

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Comments
  1. Toni says:

    Isn’t it amazing that a 10 year old would find the image of the baby amazing and precious, and yet I’ve held the same sign and seen grown men give me a squeamish face while driving by. Your’e right… it’s not the image but the message. They wouldn’t make those faces or say it’s disgusting in a science class. It’s because we are proclaiming that these babies are human beings. And they don’t like that message. Because that would mean abortion is murder….and that would make them condemners of life.

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