Archive for June, 2011

Abortion is murder

June 10, 2011

The NC House of Representatives debated a bill about pre-abortion procedures. Supporters want an expectant mother to consider the facts before she aborts.  Require her to undergo ultrasound and counselling to help comprehend what she is doing before she aborts the baby.  “Pro-choice” legislators launched ferocious opposition with eloquent pleas for compassion.  They criticized the cost of the required procedure and “government mandated” tests and invasion of privacy by an ultrasound device.   They decried the embarrassment of it all.  Quick, don’t think.  Just get the abortion, and everything is fixed.  No pro-abortionist mentioned the most vulnerable interested party, or mentioned her rights.  Their rhetoric flew high above her tiny, vulnerable body.  The mother will suffer, yes, but the child will die. Abortions are fatal.  Pro-abortionists deny this bloody reality, as logically they must.  Their tongues and brains are dark and benumbed, and yet they speak of light and truth.  They cannot yet hear the Truth standing above this debate.  They repeat the terrible lies told to my generation.  There is no baby until we say so.  There is no baby unless we want it to be a baby.  Below an unflinching Heaven, they verbally shake their fists into the face of God.  We will kill our children if we want to.  We will not bend our knees to You. We will live our way.  Rebellion causes dark and miserable pain.  Sealed in with a thick coat of denial, this pain begins it work of death to the soul.  My generation accepted the numbing lies and taught our daughters:  the baby is “tissue” and the abortion is a procedure “before there is a baby”.  Our culture drifts in this murky stagnation of death.  Fearful young women enter abortion clinics, benumbed, carrying lambs to the slaughter.  They stagger out, with the guilt and misery sealed into their empty wombs.  Pro-abortionists would leave them oblivious to the truth of abortion until it is too late.

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Loss

June 7, 2011

I have committed to give away my Spode china. For a southern woman, this is big. Loss and joy at the same time. Didn’t know this would happen. My wonderful senior nephew has become engaged to a southern lady. Nothing pleases me more than to give her lovely things.  Yet the loss is real.  I have spent much of my life avoiding loss, or over-compensating myself for any loss whatsoever.  Perhaps this is why I have so much china, silver, and other southern stuff.  I was afraid of the pain. Today, I chose to accept the pain as well as the love.  How does this work, Lord?  Now come thoughts of losses greater than mine.  People losing jobs.  Legislators losing programs they worked to create.  My pastor, weeping openly as his first-born daughter leaves for college.  God knows all about loss, actually wrote the Book on it.  It is paradoxical He owns everything, and yet has lost so much.  How much more than anyone has God felt pain and loss and love? He loves all of His children, yet so many reject Him and die. Daily losses. God killed animals in Eden for skins to cover the sin of naked and miserable Adam and Eve.  By His own hand, God lost innocent animals He loved.  He lost the good earth He had created.  When the sin of man became intolerable, He covered His globe with water, and killed every animal and every person, except the few saved within the ark. What loss God has willingly suffered because of us.  He created us, knowing the pain we would inflict upon Him.  The greatest loss was when He turned away His face from Jesus, loving and losing Him to death (for three terrible days).  Pain and loss and triumphant love.

Unspoken Truth

June 2, 2011

During the NC Senate budget debate, the minority party criticized cuts to education.  They praised NC’s public educational institutions, and reacted in pain to budget cuts.  The majority party had the votes, and cautiously declined to say more than was necessary to pass the budget.  This truth was left unspoken:  North Carolina’s educational system is a bloated disgrace.  We have poured millions of taxpayer dollars into our public educational system, with diminishing returns.  With an army of administrators, counselors, and highly trained teachers, high schools produce “graduates” who cannot read, fill out a job application, or balance a checkbook.  Advocates demand money, but offer no retreat from failed policies.  Did you know Christian missionaries ran the first schools in North Carolina?  In colonial times, people learned to read using the Bible.  North Carolina’s first public schools opened in 1840, and taught reading, writing, and arithmetic.  North Carolina’s Constitution states in Article IX:  “Religion, morality, and knowledge being necessary to good government and the happiness of mankind, schools, libraries, and the means of education shall forever be encouraged.”  Fifty years ago, we separated religion and morality from knowledge.  Children have paid a terrible price for our mistake.  After a couple of generations of degradation, where are we?  Many children are unwilling to obey instructions or submit to the discipline required for learning.  Juveniles lash out against a culture that has failed to give them what they need: religion, morality, and knowledge.  The failure of our educational system cannot be resolved apart from a change in direction.  We have created social welfare programs, juvenile justice programs, and countless other patches to handle the symptoms of our moral failure.  We persist in treating only the symptoms.  The truth is, we need “religion, morality, and knowledge”.  Where do we start?  “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, but fools despise wisdom and instruction” (Proverbs 1:7).   We start with God.   We can meet Him in the Bible.  “Train up a child in the way in which he should go, and when he is old, he will not depart from it” (Proverbs 22:6). We have not trained up our children in the way they should go.  Fifty years ago, we decided we knew better than God how to educate our children.  The truth is we were wrong.  One definition of “repent” is to turn around and change direction.  Repent, North Carolina.