Quote for New York . . .
Signing the Death Sentences of Babies
The picture takes on an atmosphere of horror when you see three women of various ages all joined in the ‘celebration’ of babies being killed at will. The elderly woman on the left might even have grandchildren. Which one of them would she gladly have had aborted? Do the other women have children? Will any sensitivity of feeling be experienced when they go home to hold their own children? And, if not, what kind of women are they to allow such senseless murder?
It was ironic that ‘in honor’ of the event, pinks lights were ordered to be lit in ‘honor’ of the passing of this bill. Pink to honor the mothers who could die from their abortions?
Murder For Hire . . .
Any way you look at it, when you opt to end your unborn baby’s life, aren’t you hiring a professional to take care of the ‘matter’ for you? New York state is obviously trying to make a name for themselves but I don’t think voting in a bill making abortion legal right up to practically giving birth to a nine-month baby will earn them a good name.
Sometimes, it is impossible to understand the mindset of a woman who decides that choosing the death of a baby is right and good and the convenient way to take care of a ‘situation’. After all, it is her body . . . Except for the fact that it is NOT her body that is literally being ripped limb from limb. And, besides, some woman will think, what would I do with a baby and what is one less baby in the world anyway. What difference would it make? The chart in the title line shows you what difference it will make.
If You Weren’t Aborted, Be ProLife!
Interesting . . .
I just read that up to ten states are deciding or have decided to ban dismemberment abortions. One has to sit back a moment and think about that statement. Here we are almost in the beginning of 2019 and we have to vote on whether or not to chop up a tender, unborn infant that is obviously too large for the regular scraping, slicing, suction, etc. I’m not savvy with the ways and means of killing an unborn but I imagine there are many systems to throw away a helpless human life.
We are supposedly in a civilized society yet the people (who obviously survived abortion) are seriously debating the issue of cutting up a live baby or not. I guess there is a reason they want to dismantle God’s creation before the child reaches the outside world. They might actually see the sudden shock and pain on the infant’s face when they engage in their killing attack. Baby on the inside, not murder. Baby gets out alive in spite of ‘medical’ efforts . . . might get a chance to live but probably not as life conflicts with abortion which is death.
So, we have elected men and women discussing the future demise of unborn but possibly near-term babies as a political resolution and not a human one. Some reporter with character should ask them why an unborn baby killed in the process of a crime would be considered murder while chopping up (excuse me, dismemberment!) a near term ‘fetus’ is a procedure.
God Always Provides a Warning . . . If Only Man Would Heed It . . . Before It is Too Late.
Happy Tears . . .
A Deadly Law of the Land . . .
YES, YOU HAD ME MURDERED
BEFORE I WAS BORN
YET I MIGHT HAVE BEEN THE ONE
THE ONLY ONE TO CARE FOR YOU
TO SOOTHE AND COMFORT YOU, MY MOM.
NO ONE CAN PREDICT THE FUTURE
WHO KNOWS WHAT YOUR
SUFFERINGS MAY BE
I WON’T BE AROUND TO HELP YOU,
YOU HUNG ME ON
THE ABORTION TREE.
Quilting the World . . .
I love to quilt. I enjoy the challenge of taking bits and pieces of different fabric and turning them into a whole cloth again. When you sew a dress or suit, you have to keep in mind how the various colors and patterns work together. You would never sport a striped blouse with a flowered skirt. In quilting all these rules are left behind and you find the oddest combinations seem to work amazingly well.
I am beginning to see that our world is a lot like a quilt. We all come in different colors, patterns and sizes. Alone we are something but together we can make a formidable whole. We all have a place in our world-wide quilt of humanity. Each person is in his or her place as a part of a pattern that wasn’t designed by mortal hands. Our free will, however, is starting to make a difference in the fabric of our lives.
When you make a quilt, each piece, square, triangle is stitched carefully to the next one. Each segment is dependent on the pieces connecting it to the whole. Because one piece is in place, the rest can be built accordingly. The pieces of a quilt provide a meaning and basis for the entire quilt. The world’s quilt is starting to miss spaces. The solid fabric of its connecting pieces are fraying and disappearing. God sends children into the world to step into the places left by the souls called to Heaven. He keeps older people in the world until He calls them to their eternity.
Mankind has been arranging its quilt without consulting God. Abortion leaves empty spaces and euthanasia leaves gaping holes that bring down our solidarity. You look around at your friends and relatives and wonder what life would be like without them. How many other people should be in our lives that were not given the chance to take their place in our quilt? I have heard that abortion and euthanasia weed the unproductive and unneeded. Will your child miss out on the perfect partner because they were weeded out? Will the wisdom of an older person be missing when you need it the most because someone decided they were unproductive?
The reasons for destroying our unborn and eliminating our elderly and sick are not valid, at least not to the minds that see God’s Hand in our lives. Although we will all pay for this holocaust, we, as pro-life Catholics, know where the future of our world is going. We understand why scientific cures are not being discovered. We realize why there are a lack of vocations, either in religion or marriage.
In this day the best blessing we can give anyone is to pray that they are surrounded by all the quilt pieces of life that should be there and that their children will always be surrounded by the people God planned on being there. This is a hopeful blessing although the sins of those who justify their wrongs can be seen in our lives.
I love to quilt, yet as I sew, these thoughts go through my mind. I can only pray the bits and pieces of our lives will be eventually sewn together with as much love as I put into my quilts.
“The one peculiar and characteristic sin of the world is this, that whereas God would have us live for the life to come, the world would make us live for this life.” (Cardinal Newman)
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