Atheist Tuesday: I, too, was blind like you
Some atheist responses to my pro-life post from yesterday:
“It doesn’t occur to you that our planet can only support a finite number of people and we are rapidly approaching that limit, does it? …Forgive me if I don’t want to risk the planet and the human species just because you have a problem with abortion and birth control.”
“Stop beating around the bush. Just say it. You think we’re Nazis. You’ve gone completely bonkers and think that allowing a woman the choice to abort her child is even remotely equivalent to a broad plan to wipe out a race of people.”
“I am not for abortion as a form of birth control, but I am not going to say we need to outlaw it because there are valid reasons for abortion.”
It was at a Singles Retreat, three months after I committed my life to Jesus, that a petition was passed around from table to table in the dining room. A new abortion clinic was ready for business in my city and I was asked to sign the petition in opposition to it’s opening.
I refused. “I can’t sign it,” I protested, “I am for abortion.”
I still remember the reaction I received from the believers sitting around me: none. No one took me aside to straighten me out. Not one person wagged a finger. No disgusted looks were hurled in my direction.
I was shown grace that day.
As a new believer I was still conditioned to the calloused thinking of the world: “Life did not begin at conception but at some arbitrary time in the future.” “It was a woman’s right to choose.” “Since it really isn’t a baby yet, it’s not murder.”
As a result of my evolutionary mindset at the time I could not discern truth from error. I was blind, cold, heartless.
My beliefs—before Christ—contributed to at least three infant deaths during my years of indiscretion. I never had to rationalize that it was right because I never thought about it at all.
It was more convenient that way.
Why black Americans need to hand out the “180” movie
The “180” movie has impacted my life greatly. As a result of seeing it, I took my two young daughters to an abortion clinic in Long Beach, one of the largest murdering mills in the country I understand, and learned a little about how to start a pro-life ministry. Read about our visit by clicking
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