I’m against abortion. So are you. So is everyone.
Who doesn’t like babies?
The reason I’m against abortion has nothing to do with the fact that I’m a Christian, and everything to do with the fact that I’m a human. Everyone thinks abortion is an terrible option. Everyone wishes no one ever felt compelled to undergo such a traumatic procedure. No one ever cavalierly decides to get an abortion. No one thinks of it as just another form of birth control.
Everyone loves babies. Okay? No one wants anyone else to murder babies.
So could fundamentalists/evangelical Christians please stop saying that anyone supports the murder of babies? That’s such a horrendously caustic accusation.
And could such Christians also please bear in mind that being Christian grants them no uniquely deep claim on abhorrence to abortion? Abortion is everyone’s concern, not just Christians’. When I was a teenager, a Muslim friend of mine had an abortion, and the tears her father cried when he found out about it were as real as any that ever fell to earth. I once accompanied a young homeless woman to her abortion procedure. She was a Christian. She was also poverty stricken, drug addicted, and the victim of a vicious rape.
In this world, sometimes good wins.
Sometimes it loses a ton of blood, and never again rallies.
Our responsibility—all of us, all the time—remains constant: to keep on bringing the love. If good is winning, you bring the love. If good is losing or has lost, you bring even more. Those are the rules of sane, decent people everywhere.
Christians, atheists, Muslims, Hindus, Jews, Buddhists, car salesmen, budget analysts, movie stars, my insane next door neighbor with the crazy rottweiler … 99.99% of people alive on the planet right now would agree that, in a perfect world, every baby would be welcomed, loved, cherished, fed well, and dressed in the sweetest little baby clothes ever.
That relative to abortion everyone desires the same end—which is no abortions, ever—isn’t in much doubt. It’s only the means to that end about which people have varying convictions. But agreeing on our common ends should make for a cooling of the rhetoric about how we might best achieve those ends.
So could we please stop already with the finger-pointing, sign-waving, and screaming?
What are we, babies?