January 23, 2012
Marching, marching, marching
Today a quarter of a million people are in Washington D.C. to March for Life. I hope that when my kids are middle schoolers and older we can make the drive across the country to participate in the March. But I hope even more that by that time abortion will be illegal and a shameful part of our country's history.
Let me say that I understand many of the reasons parents chose abortion.
Parenthood is hard. I had to give up many, many things that I loved in order to be a good and responsible parent. I continue to make those sacrifices every single day.
I understand the fear that comes with finding out you're pregnant. I've held a positive ept and thought, "Oh shit."
I've wondered where the money will come from and I've worried that I'm just not cut out for the job of motherhood.
And I have stared long and hard at a baby with special needs, wondering if his life was going to have any good in it at all. I have thought about the claims that every life has dignity and, looking at a promise of vegetable for a child, I have wondered if it is true.
But despite all that I still know that no matter what I think or feel in a moment there is an absolute truth in this.
All life is valuable.
Every person has dignity.
Every child is a gift.
God is faithful and generous.