I Aborted My Baby, So Hear Me Roar
Sad, gut wrenching, barbaric, hopeless, too far-gone a society that celebrates filming this?
This is so horrifying that when I first heard the report I couldn’t bring myself to speak or write about it. I didn’t want to believe it was true; I found myself mute while processing it and could only think those aforementioned words to describe it. Though my heart went out to all involved and a part of me knew the importance of bringing this to light in order to reach those not yet confident in how strong they are and how precious life is, still, I didn’t want to depress others by sharing it. The story is so unbelievably strange that it’s easier, though cowardly, to ignore it or wish it away. I had a feeling Bristol would cover it though, as she isn’t afraid to take a stand. She tackles the tough things. She isn’t afraid of life. Here is Bristol’s coverage:
These stories are especially painful as Mother’s Day approaches and we celebrate both cherished motherhood and the fresh spring season that sustains life.
Like other average American families, my family knows “life happens!” And it’s so often way out of our control. Mistakes are made by all because we’re fallible. Thank God, though, no matter past actions we can find peace and courage as over-comers thanks to forgiveness and grace. That needs to be offered to those who’ve made a regretful choice in the past.
Thank you, women, for knowing you are strong enough and capable of protecting the precious life of your baby, even in less than ideal circumstances. Even in the most difficult situations (especially in those situations!), it is the strong and selfless woman who faces life head-on and seeks the help she needs, all while acknowledging the life within her is purposeful and precious – the life of a baby, the precious life of a child.
I encourage women to open their eyes and hearts to realize the help that’s available – including resources to protect an unplanned, “unwanted” baby. There are people who will help them find their babies loving homes with adoptive families who will cherish these children and relieve the birth mothers of any understandable fear that the babies they honorably, sacrificially nurtured for nine months would grow up lacking love and care.
Many don’t yet realize the tragedy in all this, as society hardens its heart by celebrating the extinguishing of innocent life. We must be stronger in helping the unaware become aware of the beauty of adoption.
And speaking of strength: that’s what it takes to come out as “pro-life” nowadays, because vocal majorities in the media scream condemnation and intolerance towards those who would choose life. Moving with a herd mentality, today’s liberal “feminists” too often denigrate the privilege women are given to be the ones to sustain life. To them I offer a challenge: open your mind so you can become strong, independent, compassionate, and capable. Pro-life feminists are exactly that. See, my sisters, being pro-life isn’t radical; it’s pretty inherent until society dulls our sensitivities to innocent life in general with its crude emphasis on making ourselves the center of our universe. Being pro-life is a manifestation of believing in the strength of our sisterhood. Today’s liberal feminism is fake because it does not take seriously the message of true equality – meaning an equal right to life, including the rights of our littlest sisters in the womb. You preach that “it takes a village” and that we’re our brother’s keeper? Okay, then we are also our sister’s keeper – even our littlest ones. I await the day you genuinely understand that philosophical consistency and will sing, “I am woman, hear me roar, in numbers too big to ignore…”
Now tweaking that ’70′s Helen Reddy chorus…
I am wise
But it’s wisdom born of pain;
Yes, I’ve paid the price
But look how much I gained;
If I have to, I can do anything;
I am strong
I am invincible
I am woman… That means I stand for every sister’s precious life.
- Sarah Palin