I don't want to re post blogs as a normal practice but I read this, Ashamed and Disappointed, just a few moments ago and it perfectly captures my inward struggle with abortion. I do hate it but am lost as to what I can do and yet..
That little girl who went in there was a sinner behaving like a sinner,
an unbeliever acting out of unbelief, desperate to rid herself of the
evidence of her sin or perhaps the evidence of a sin committed against
her. She was wrong, of course, and will have to give an account for what
she has done; but I harbor no ill-will for her. It is me I was
disgusted with and me I was ashamed of. Disgusted that I could watch
that and not do something, ashamed that I have no idea what to do and
that I have done so little. I don’t even know what I ought to do. Cry
out to God and ask him to intervene? Demand answers from God as to how
he can allow this to go on? What do you do, how do you react, when you
see someone about to commit murder? I, we, do nothing. We feel
disturbed, we feel bad, we feel guilty and ashamed, and we walk away.
This atrocity has been going on all around me all of my life and I do so
very little about it. I stopped for a moment, felt revulsion, and then
went on my way and ate breakfast.
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