Abortion Makes Sense

Abortion makes sense.

It just does.

I'm living in a world where my happiness, my contentment, my financial security... it trumps everything else.

In this world, abortion makes sense.

If I'm inconvenienced, if I'm "not ready," if I'm unsure of the future, if I'm scared: I take care of me. In this value system, abortion makes sense. When my ultimate goal is my happiness, my peace, my security... abortion not only makes sense, it is my right. Because my ultimate goal is me.

The abortion fight wasn't lost in the 1970's with Roe vs. Wade. The abortion fight was lost in the early 1900's when women were tired of having babies and Margaret Sanger popularized the belief that societal improvement could only come through population control and women having access to contraceptives. The abortion fight was lost in the 1920s, as pleasure became our god, and the generation lived to forget World War I. The abortion fight was lost in the 1950s when financial security and a "picture perfect life" trumped everything. 

"For although they knew God, they did not honor him as God or give thanks to him, but they became futile in their thinking, and their foolish hearts were darkened. Claiming to be wise, they became fools." (Romans 1)

We just have fallen further down the rabbit hole of sin. Now we don't even bring the murder of babies to court, but instead penalize those who draw attention to this murder.

"And since they did not see fit to acknowledge God, God gave them up to a debased mind to do what ought not to be done... they are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit, maliciousness..." (Romans 1)

Abortion makes total sense. It's where we're supposed to wind up. We've been walking down this road for decades. Of course this is where we plant our flag.

But you know what makes absolutely no sense at all?

The way Christians don't care.

When was the last time you marched in a rally, contributed to a cause, learned how to counsel a post-abortive woman, or wept over the death of the unborn? Do you care? Do you care about the broken women, the murdered babies, and those who have bought the lie that life is not life until it is wanted?

I can't sleep tonight. My stomach is in knots and my heart is beating angrily. 

I'm mad. I'm mad at myself. I'm mad that I've let inanities dull my senses and my attitudes. I'm mad that all I've done is sign petition after petition (and spend one cold day praying outside a clinic)... BUT THAT IS IT.

I'm mad that whenever I post anything pro-life on Facebook, no one cares.

I'm mad that a desire to understand this issue isn't important to people.  (Yes. This is a complex issue! Issues with people are always complex!) The mass murder of 57+ million seems less important than a friend's kitchen remodel, their adorable puppy dog pics, or the latest weather complaint. The Bible says that from the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks, I could paraphrase for 21st century Christians: out of the idols of our heart come the contents of our Facebook feeds.

Normally at this point, I would add a little caveat about how I love puppy pictures and kitchen updates, but not today. Today, I'm too scared.

And I'm terrified that my self-righteous forgetfulness (which walks hand-in-hand with almost daily apathy), has lumped me into the shame of Romans 1.

"Although they know God's righteous decree that those who practice such things deserve to die, they not only do them, but give approval to those who practice them." (Romans 1)

If a German under Hitler said, "Well, I knew it was happening. I knew it was wrong. It was scary. Horrible. But I was busy getting dinner. Extracurriculars took up all our family time. I just kept forgetting to pray about it. You know, we don't know the story of every family involved... there may have been special circumstances."

If Hitler Germany made these excuses, you would slap them across the face.

Yes. This is Nazi Germany. Only much, much worse.

11 million were killed in the Nazi regime.

57 million (and counting) have been killed since Roe vs. Wade.

Abortion makes sense to our culture.

What doesn't make sense is our "Christian" apathy.