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Each year approximately 4,300 preborn infants are legally put
to death under the protection of the Supreme Court's 1973 decision
in the case of Roe vs. Wade. When the idea of legalizing abortion
was being pushed on the public, it was presented as the last desperate
act of a woman in peril. Today about 97 percent of abortions take
place for convenience or to avoid embarrassment.
In a lame attempt to justify the ruling, the court appealed to
paganism. Justice Harry Blackmun, author of the 64-page document,
stated that objection to abortion primarily comes from the oath
of Hippocrates and Christianity. Because the oath specifically
prohibits abortion, the court wrestled with its influence. The
court decided that since the oath did not correspond with prevailing
views of antiquity, it was irrelevant. Blackmun wrote, "Ancient
religions did not bar abortion." (They didn't bar child sacrifice
or prostitution, either!) Christianity's influence was evidently
dismissed because of the "separation of church and state."
Two thousand years of Judeo-Christian influence was ignored while
the court reached back into the cesspool of paganism to find a
basis for its moral position.
How could they have been so foolish? They simply bowed to the
pressure of the feminists clamoring for abortion on demand. It
is hauntingly similar to what happened a century earlier with
the Dred Scott decision. This black man wanted his right to freedom,
but the Supreme Court, some of whose justices then "owned"
slaves, defined black people as "nonpersons" for personal
convenience. They voted seven to two in favor of this imbecilic
position.
In 1973 by the same margin, the court made an equally heinous
decision concerning the status of the unborn. This arrogant disregard
for moral verities invalidated all abortion laws in 50 sovereign
states and made the court's will supreme. In effect, they passed
a law that was neither voted on by the people nor enacted by our
legislature. Growing out of this unprecedented stupidity, more
than 20 million unborn children have been killed. This is 10 times
the total number of Americans lost in all the nation's wars.
It was a lie when Hitler's courts said Jews were nonpersons. It
was a lie when the Supreme Court said blacks were nonpersons.
It was a lie when they said unborn children were nonpersons!
Every person is created in the image of God (Gen. 1:26-27). The
Bible extends the status of personhood to the unborn. For example,
God said to Jeremiah, "Before I formed you in the womb I
knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you; I have appointed
you a prophet to the nations" (Jer. 1:5). God was already
forming plans for the unborn child which he "knew" in
advance of his birth. Exodus 21 shows that the Lord regards the
death of an unborn baby as the death of a person. Both classical
and modern Hebrew scholars recognize this, based on careful study
of Exodus 21:22-25. This text teaches that if a man strikes a
pregnant woman and she miscarries with no harm to the child, he
shall be fined as the woman's husband demands. But if the child
dies then "you shall appoint as a penalty life for life,
eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot"
(Ex. 21:23-24). If either the unborn baby or the mother dies,
there must be just retribution. The preborn baby falls under the
protection of God's law.
Abortion continues simply because babies are unable to fight back.
Their screams are muffled in the semi-sanitary abortion mills.
Someone has to fight for these helpless ones. If we do not stand
up for a child's rights, why do we believe that our own will not
be taken away?
Dr. David C. Thompson composed this poem after witnessing an abortion:
Tiny wonder, little human,
Lying still, your hands outstretched.
I wonder what you might have been,
I wonder what you might have done.
Sixteen weeks - that's all you lived
Until they wrenched you out of the womb
To lie unattended, gasping, stunned,
A plastic bag to be your tomb.
They weigh your form, record its length;
Perfect tissue, soulless, mute.
Your life, so small, was still too much.
You died without one loving touch.
Spark of existence, now no more,
Snuffed out by those who came before.
I wonder what you might have been,
I wonder what you might have done.
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