What we were made for

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I’ve recently been following the trial of abortion “doctor” Kermit Gosnell. It’s a story you won’t see in the mainstream news media and one I won’t share the details of because it is too brutal for me to recount (you can “read all about it!” on TheBlaze).

The regular information on this case, coupled with conservative alternative media dialog on it, has gotten me thinking a lot about our cultural acceptance of abortion, birth control and the lie that families can wait.

Admittedly, I won’t ever argue that a couple should meet, get married and start a family instantly. I don’t believe in the Catholic doctrine of not using “artificial” birth control (incidentally I’m not Catholic, so that’s not an issue; I also have great respect for their faith to trust God on the timing and size of their families!). Husband and I waited until we’d been married almost three years before we decided it was “time” and I’m extremely thankful for the time we had before we had Monkey.

However, that decision was made with a lot of thought, a lot of prayer and much discussion. Neither of us felt “ready” but we knew it was “time”.

I believe strongly that having a baby did not make me a mother. As a woman, that is my right, no matter my ability to have children. However, having a baby enhanced those motherhood characteristics beyond any level I knew possible.

I recent read a list of “Things I didn’t know before I had a baby” on one of the parenting sites out there (thebump.com or parenting.com or something like that). On that list was “You’ll never again see a tragedy and not put your baby there”. Like every parent will wonder “What if it was my kid at Sandy Hook” or at the Boston Marathon or on and on.

Personally, I don’t always think that but maybe Monkey is just not old enough yet. Because every time abortion gets brought up, every time I see more about the Gosnell case or Planned Parenthood, I wonder how can a woman do that?

Then today, I read this post from Chicks On The Right founder Daisy’s “conversion” to being pro-life. And then after Monkey fell asleep tonight, I came across this post called Having Babies {in Opposite World} in my facebook feed.

All of the pieces sort of clicked.

Women have abortions because we buy into the lie. It’s a choice, it’s ok at some point (defining that line of course get’s really tricky, but let’s not bother with details). It gives us control of contraception and of sex. It makes us equal to men in that regard. All of that is a lie.

Women are made to have babies. It is what makes us women. Motherhood is what defines us.

Don’t like it? Go take it up with Nature or Nature’s God.

It is a biological, physiological, anatomical, evolutionary, Divine fact.

Now I am sensitive to the fact that not every woman’s body works in a way that allows her to physically bear children. However, that does not mean that that is not how her body is supposed to work nor does it mean that she cannot be a mother. It just means that in this fallen world, sometimes our bodies fail us. It does not change the fact that capacity for childbearing and motherhood in all it’s forms is what makes a woman a woman.

Easy abortion violates who we are and what we are. It goes against what we were made for. It is a lie that causes us to violate ourselves and our souls.

When we accept abortion as acceptable in any situation, we accept one of the ugliest lies ever told. When we make it easy, when we make it “free”, when we accept that it is a right, we accept the devil into our laws, our country and our very souls.

Women were made to be mothers. Rejecting that rejects who we are. There is no way around that.

Abortion is very, very wrong and it’s a critical part of the devil’s plan to destroy women. If he can get to women, prevent us from becoming mothers, strip us of our noble place in the world, he wins. Abortion does that on every level.

It’s time to quit buying the lie.

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About laceyluwho

I'm a common-sense, call it like I see it girl who has just one too many opinions for her own good. I was raised by politically involved parents who encouraged me to develop my own thoughts and instilled a sense of civic responsibility.

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