It's a beautiful day, BUT...

It is gorgeous outside. Junuary is officially over and we are into full on June. My flowers are still a little damp, but doing their darnedest to bloom. Even the vegetable graveyard (garden) is beginning to show signs of life. That is astonishing. It seems we do everything in our power to kill every living thing in there, but still, little green things are bursting forth from the most horrible soil on the planet: our vegetable graveyard.








It is warm and sunny. Birds are singing and insects are buzzing. I want to follow Lila's example and roll around in the green, green grass, soaking up the goodness of the day, and thinking of nothing unpleasant.



So the two last things I want to ponder today are politics and abortion. But my friend Randy sent me an email this morning directing me to the newest post on his blog. So I went and read it.



Remember that Star Trek episode where they had the people who lived in the city in the clouds, where everything is beautiful and perfect with no worries?(well, except for that crazy-gross orange sky. Yuck.)
Then there are the people who lived on the planet down below, in a rocky place. They dug in tunnels and lived a hard life.

Sometimes I want to be one of the people who live in the city in the clouds. Don't you ? Everything perfect. Nothing troublesome. Easy-peasy.



But honestly? I don't want to settle for that bubble-wrapped city of temporary, faux happiness. I want the real thing.

All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. It is by his great mercy that we have been born again, because God raised Jesus Christ from the dead. Now we live with great expectation, and we have a priceless inheritance—an inheritance that is kept in heaven for you, pure and undefiled, beyond the reach of change and decay. And through your faith, God is protecting you by his power until you receive this salvation, which is ready to be revealed on the last day for all to see.
So be truly glad. There is wonderful joy ahead, even though you have to endure many trials for a little while. These trials will show that your faith is genuine. It is being tested as fire tests and purifies gold—though your faith is far more precious than mere gold. So when your faith remains strong through many trials, it will bring you much praise and glory and honor on the day when Jesus Christ is revealed to the whole world.
You love him even though you have never seen him. Though you do not see him now, you trust him; and you rejoice with a glorious, inexpressible joy. The reward for trusting him will be the salvation of your souls.

1st Peter 1:3-9

Back to abortion and politics I go. On Randy's blog, he had a story from the Wall Street Journal about a survivor of a late term, saline abortion. She is a lovely young woman today. I look at her picture and am astonished at the sheer LIFE of her. The article should really be titled, "The Audacity of Life," not "The Audacity of Death."

How dare she live? In Barack Obama's opinion, she is not even a person. Here is a quote from the article, which was written byDaniel Alliott:

"As an Illinois state senator, Barack Obama twice opposed legislation to define as "persons" babies who survive late-term abortions. Babies like Gianna. Mr. Obama said in a speech on the Illinois Senate floor that he could not accept that babies wholly emerged from their mother's wombs are "persons," and thus deserving of equal protection under the Constitution's 14th Amendment."

Obama believes that reproductive freedoms are among our most basic rights. He has promised to do everything in his power to ensure that every woman has the right to choose death for her baby, whenever she wants throughout her pregnancy and for whatever reason she wants. He also will ensure that our tax dollars will pay for many of these killings.

It doesn't matter what language he softens it up with, death is death. I don't want my taxes to go for killing babies.

So, do you want to go back to the city in the clouds? I know. Me, too. But I won't bury my head in the sand while this is taking place.

I will never support a pro-choice candidate. I couldn't stand before God and explain how I thought it was the lesser of two evils.

When I look at the picture of the young woman who survived the saline abortion, I am crushed. We are blindly killing real people in the name of reproductive freedom and convenience.

When I look at her picture, I study her face and expression, thinking "She could have been mine."

Unlike hers, my saline abortion was deemed a success. My child did not survive.

And there is not enough room in the blogosphere to express my sorrow for that.