“Congratulations! This fetus has personal significance to you, and I think that’s wonderful.”
A pro-abortion individual tweeted this statement to me yesterday, absolutely refusing to admit the image pictured above was a baby. She insisted a fetus doesn’t transform into a baby until about the 24th week of gestation. The above photo pictures our yet-to-be-born daughter at 13 weeks. Obviously, the woman engaging me in the abortion debate wore blinders, as she crafted her response to tow the pro-choice line, insinuating this product of conception had personal significance only to me.
How do people look at an ultrasound and not see the beautiful life growing inside?
I asked the pro-abortion advocate if she’d seen the disturbing Planned Parenthood videos. She responded, “Yes, several times.” Then she added,
I reminded her even the lab technicians at Planned Parenthood called the aborted remains a baby. To this she responded,
“I don’t think what people call things in casual conversation has legal or moral weight.”
Granted, employees of Planned Parenthood treat the abortion casually and callously, but even those in the abortion industry drop the pretense of calling a baby a “clump of cells” or “the product of conception” when sifting through a petri dish splayed with baby parts.
Wake up, America! What is the product of conception? A baby!
Yes, this “fetus has personal significance to me” and to a host of other people. But most importantly, this little girl matters to the God responsible for her creation. Psalm 139 shares,
“For You have formed my inward parts; You have covered in my mother’s womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.”
Everyday in America, 3,500 masterpieces are tossed in a trash bin, if not first mutilated, processed, and parted out to the highest bidder. Jesus taught,
‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
The safest place in America should be the womb, and yet because of apathy, for years it has served as a torture chamber for one million plus babies annually. These little lives meet the criteria for being the “Least of These.” However, their voices are muted by cash hungry organizations epitomizing the meaning of the verse,
“The love of money is the root of all evil.”
With the latest horrific practices of Planned Parenthood coming to light, advocates for the “Least of These” must continue exposing the deeds of darkness. We must be a voice for those who have none. The time is now.
Will you stand?