I hate how tumblr says that all people that are pro-life are old white men. There is absolutely no evidence supporting that claim.
Being pro-life isn’t an act of oppression committed by men against women. According to Gallup, 49% of women in 2013 were pro-life, while 44% were pro choice.
So are almost half of all women oppressing the other, slightly smaller almost half of all women on behalf of the oppressive male?
According to that same survey, half of all men are pro life, and 42% pro-choice. Almost the same amount of men are pro choice as women.
Also, this isn’t an argument over a woman being able to do what she wants with her own body. Its an argument over what a human life is and if it is, should it be allowed to be terminated.
We will never rest until every child’s life is valued and protected under the law.
Stand for Life!
Fasting is a virtue that restrains desire; for sin occurs more readily by excess in delights, and so it is virtuous to restrain the bodily appetites.
St. Thomas Aquinas (via sermoveritas)
Watch this video to hear from Gianna, a Planned Parenthood saline abortion survivor. She represents the millions of ‘non-person’ fetuses destroyed every year. Her life was just as valuable while being poisoned as it is today.
If you stood against Gianna while in the womb, you stand against her now. Because when you kill a human being is irrelevant. The only thing that matters is that you would ever allow it to happen in the first place.
i just recently had an abortion over the weekend and it was great that i had access to it, without it my boyfriend and i would of had to drop out of college and ruin our lives but apparently abortion is sooo wrong when its not even a baby, its a parasite made of cells that have no feelings that is leaving my body, people like you make me sick
When I first read this post, I thought I would just delete it like the rest. I know your intentions were to cause me suffering, and if causing me suffering means you win, then I guess you have. To be honest, lying in this hospital bed, it is young women like you that I think about the most.
I was once like you. I was once told that aborting my children was the answer to my life. I was once told that my boyfriend too would have to drop out of the University he attended, and I wouldn’t be able to attend the following year after I graduated from High School. The funny thing was, because of my son, my ex-boyfriend and I qualified for several grants and scholarships. In fact, I’m one of the few people I know that was able to go to school without taking out student loans. Which is probably why I’m a home owner at 26.
I was once like you. “Its a clump of cells,” they told me. “Its a parasite,” they said. When scientifically speaking, that’s inaccurate. It is a fetus, or an unborn human being. I know a human becomes easier to kill once you label it something else. This is called dehumanization. You don’t need to dehumanize the unborn human being, you can just call it what it is; you aborted an underdeveloped human being.
As I look into my sons eyes, I don’t see a parasite, or a clump of cells. I see a brown haired, fair skin, goofy 8 year old human being. I see a human being with the exact same body as the one they called a parasite when it was in my womb. His body grows a little more every year, and every year he gets stronger. “Mom, let me help you with that.” he says, as I struggle to carry bags into the house. “Mom, wait, I’ll get it for you,” he says, as he jumps in front of me to reach for the door to open it. His body is more developed, that’s for sure, but it it the same as it was when it was tiny and growing inside me.
I was once like you. “It will ruin your life,” they said. “You’re a child yourself”, they said. That’s the strangest. As I lie in this hospital bed, at risk of death, I have no fear. I am 26 years old, and have absolutely nothing more that I could ask for to make me happier. If keeping my son ruined my life, then why do I have everything I want? Why am I so content with my short life, if it was ruined the day he was born? The love and happiness I have experienced in my short life, is enough to feel fulfilled, complete. My life is beautiful, and my children were the ones that made it that way.
When I cry, my children burry their heads on my chest, wipe my tears with their tiny fingers. When I smile, they run to me, wrap their arms around me, lean back and giggle. What have they destroyed in my life besides all that was bitter, hateful and selfish? Besides all those awful parts of me they peeled away with their tenderness, and gentleness.
I’m sorry that when you terminated your pregnancy, you felt nothing, and I’m afraid that is where we are different. I couldn’t bring myself to dehumanize the tiny human being inside my body, even though it was under developed, dependent and inconvenient. I felt. And I’m the one who feels for you now. I can feel the loss for your unborn human being.
I know you assume I think I’m “better then you”. But it’s exactly the opposite. As I lay here in this bed, ready to give my life for the child inside of me right now, it isn’t just because its my child. It’s because it is a human being. I am willing to die for an underdeveloped, dependent and inconvenient human being, because that human is my equal. You are my equal, your child is my equal, and I don’t have it in me to view my life as more valuable then anyone else’s. I can’t use any reason to take an innocent human being, dehumanize it, and place it under me. And I don’t want to.
I’m sorry that people like me make you sick, but I think if you really new me, you wouldn’t feel that way. Maybe if you knew me, you could see that my life is beautiful and wonderful just like yours, and just like every human being. I believe that your life is precious, and you were made for more love then you comprehend, and I’m so sorry you can’t see the value of life.
Life is precious. It is a divine right, it is so precious that I would be willing to die if that is the cost for another to live.
Months from now, I hope that you read this and I’m living with my new beautiful child, in my modest house, with the rest of my family, but if I’m not, I want you to remember that it made me happy to risk my life for another human being, and I would gladly do it even for someone who was sickened by me; I would even do it for you.
Life is invaluable.
Jessica, do you know of any good Catholic books on prayer life? I'm struggling a lot right now with prayer and would really love to here a recommendation from someone like you. Anything to help me with my prayer life, please. God bless.
Hello my dear lovely Anon friend! <3 I am sorry it took me so long to reply, but I wanted to consult some of my fellow Catholic friends before making any recommendations, because unfortunately college keeps me pretty busy so I don’t have a whole lot of time to read. Here are some of the recommendations that they made, so I hope it helps!:
I got a book called ‘Spiritual Diary’ for Christmas that has daily reflections with a different virtue for each month. I’m not certain who the author is but it is very insightful for resolve in virtue.
I’m told Thomas Merton has some good stuff on prayer
Prayer primer by Thomas Dubay!
not a book ABOUT prayer, but they should look into the book “christian prayer”. its a shortened version of the liturgy of the hours, and very very good.
I hope these recommendations are of some help!!! (: If anybody else has any suggestions, please post them in the reply section of the post! Thank you (:
God bless! <3