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.

As you know, the stunning and shocking film, “180” (

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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