this post was supposed to have a different point.
I was going to talk about how despite what society tells us, the majority of women actually regret having abortions, that Planned Parenthood is ignoring the obvious fact that to voluntarily empty one’s womb of precious life and choose your comfort over another’s life has lasting emotional effects that are deeply negative and resounding.
but when I went to do my research and fact check… I was wrong.
in 2000, I wouldn’t have been.
in 2000, most women did regret their abortions, but their cries for their dead children were silenced by the greedy hands that crave money over all else, and their voices were lost in the clamor of media pointing us to the latest celebrity scandal, or political agenda.
now, I’m wrong. in 2015, fewer than 10% of women claim to regret their abortions.
and you know what?
that breaks my heart even more.
sweet church, look at your world.
things are different now.
have you seen them?
you know… the videos?
the ones of women so casually disparaging the gift of life… the gift of carrying life… the gift they themselves posses? so halfheartedly waving their forks and glasses of wine as they giggle about tearing children limb from limb and selling them off to companies.
things are different now.
and the world spits out at us these great and wild lies… these things that are cheered on by millions and announced as “moving toward equality” and framed in carefully selected phrases in which evil assumes the position of good… that marriage isn’t holy. babies aren’t people. sex isn’t gender. disagreement is hatred.
yes, there’s always been mind-numbing evil, except now it doesn’t numb us.
yes, there’s always been rampant atrocities, except now we rampage against those who appose those atrocities.
evil is good.
good is evil.
murder is women’s rights.
self-destructive sexual behavior is beautiful.
see, the truth is, it really doesn’t matter who regrets what or how things are phrased or what the statistics show, because God’s heart has never changed.
our commission has never changed.
we are still called to a life of relentless authenticity, untidy grace, overwhelming love, constant truth…
we aren’t called to die upon the hill of our own
we aren’t called to die upon the hill of being right.
we aren’t called to die in the name of religion or tradition.
we aren’t called to die for the right to not have to grocery shop with a gay couple.
we are called to fight for something higher and bigger than ourselves, the intertwining of divine with humanity, a breathless race which, if we are so blessed, may end in our blood spilled and Jesus standing at the right hand of the Father.
because the only time Jesus stands at His Father’s right hand in scripture is to welcome martyrs into heaven (acts 7:55-57).
this world is getting messier by the day, church.
stop trying to make heaven out of the blood-stained dirt.
it’s never going to happen.
maybe it’s time for you to except that.
this world isn’t going to be good.
that bridge was burned several thousand years ago.
this world isn’t a valid option for your allegiance.
it isn’t a candidate worth being fought over.
fight for the things that last.
fight for souls.