For Dear Life
GUEST COLUMN
Proponents of the rights granted by Roe v. Wade speak of abortion as a “choice”; they are “pro-choice.” But to many of us, the word sounds inappropriate in this context: It tends to put on the same level two very different entities, as if it were a matter of mere whim or mood, as in the trivial case of two flavors of ice cream put before us for our selection.
But, in actuality, what is before the “chooser” is the alternative between two totally unequal, imminent conditions of a budding human being: death or life.
Recently, an American surgeon opened a mother’s womb to operate on a prenatal malformation in her fetal child. He reported that the unborn infant, three months or so in development, stretched out its little hand and clutched his finger.
Who has not been moved by that gesture in a newborn, reaching out for something to hold onto — as if our finger were a pole tendered to a drowning person, a lifeline to cling to?
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The appropriate message for such a person is a stern warning to “Wake up!” reminiscent of Jesus’ dismay at finding His disciples asleep in the Garden of Gethsemane.
Young women also are spiritually hungry for a sense of purpose and meaning in life, for something or someone to believe in, for moral direction.
With today’s lax morals, children witness loose, impermanent, and immature relationships among the adults on whom they depend.