NATIONAL DAY OF REMEMBRANCE
FOR ALL THOSE ABORTED CHILDREN
Few things stir passionate debate, bitter feelings, and all-’round ill will more than abortion.
It’s fascinating — in a sad sort of way — to observe the stark and total contrast in views on this contentious issue. For some, abortion represents the ultimate safeguard of a woman’s freedom to find happiness and individual human fulfillment. For others it is the ultimate betrayal of our deepest and most sacred human values.
What is too often overlooked in this conflict of human absolutes is the reality of the small human who is sacrificed.
Pro-life people will insist otherwise, of course.
“It’s all about the babies,” they’ll say. “That’s why we’re out here in the street demonstrating and sidewalk counseling and praying our rosaries. We’re trying to save human lives.”
True. But I wonder if even those committed to ending the scourge of abortion don’t, from time to time, need a perspective reset. Dedication to a cause, and the tactics involved in advancing it, can carry us quickly into the realm of abstract principle, obscuring the very tangible losses that touched our hearts and prompted us to action in the first place.