On the Anniversary of Roe v. Wade
It has been thirty-six years, and in that time…
MORE than FIFTY MILLION BABIES have been slaughtered, killed, pulled apart, burned alive, and had the life literally sucked out of them… in the warm and “safe” wombs of their own mothers.
50 Million+.
Five zero. MILLION. M-I-L-L-I-O-N. Plus.
I wish I could impress upon you the enormity of that number. The scope. The depth of what that means. How many friends, brothers, sisters, future husbands, future wives, future fathers, future mothers have been mercilessly wiped out? More than 50 million. There is not one life on this planet that has not been affected; and we’ll never know (in this life) how we would’ve been affected. The chance, the opportunity has been stripped from us by the cold surgical instruments that end life at its earliest.
Each person is unique. I know we hear that so many times that it becomes cliche, but the sublime truth that permeates that statement should impress upon us the vastness of what we have lost to abortion. Of the baby that has been aborted, there will never be, nor can there be, another. That life, that precious life, was distinct, unique, and the only one of its kind that will ever be. Could it have been the person who would’ve been your best friend? Your child’s best friend? Your child’s future spouse? We’ll never know. We can’t get it back. It is a life lost. A life gone, forever.
50 million. 50 million lost children. 50 million children lost to this world forever.
It really is genocide.
“I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.” Elie Wiesel, Holocaust Survivor
MORE than FIFTY MILLION BABIES have been slaughtered, killed, pulled apart, burned alive, and had the life literally sucked out of them… in the warm and “safe” wombs of their own mothers.
50 Million+.
Five zero. MILLION. M-I-L-L-I-O-N. Plus.
I wish I could impress upon you the enormity of that number. The scope. The depth of what that means. How many friends, brothers, sisters, future husbands, future wives, future fathers, future mothers have been mercilessly wiped out? More than 50 million. There is not one life on this planet that has not been affected; and we’ll never know (in this life) how we would’ve been affected. The chance, the opportunity has been stripped from us by the cold surgical instruments that end life at its earliest.
Each person is unique. I know we hear that so many times that it becomes cliche, but the sublime truth that permeates that statement should impress upon us the vastness of what we have lost to abortion. Of the baby that has been aborted, there will never be, nor can there be, another. That life, that precious life, was distinct, unique, and the only one of its kind that will ever be. Could it have been the person who would’ve been your best friend? Your child’s best friend? Your child’s future spouse? We’ll never know. We can’t get it back. It is a life lost. A life gone, forever.
50 million. 50 million lost children. 50 million children lost to this world forever.
It really is genocide.
“I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.” Elie Wiesel, Holocaust Survivor