ABORTION: We were young and
by Jen Shroder
December 21, 2009
My son stood larger than life, the sun dancing
on his hair, his eyes sparkling as he laughed with his teammates in
all the bravado only teamates can share. Grinning from ear to ear,
ahead in a major semi-pro football game, my son was radiant with the
joy of it, and I thanked God for days such as this.
I once had the RIGHT to kill him. For a second I imagined him not
That thought shot through my body like ice and anger at women like
Nancy Pelosi welled up inside. What kind of monster would fight to
kill innocents? What sick and twisted people are these to campaign
that our tax dollars be used to MURDER men like my son, to confuse
young teens carrying children, to convince them they arenít children
at all but worthless cells. Those poor teens and young women have no
idea what theyíre doing and how they would regret it for the rest of
From the moment of conception it is determined what color eyes they
will have, what color hair, whether or not they have freckles. As my
son smacked his teammate in brotherly affection, overwhelmed with the
glory of the day, it bristled me to know I could have ignorantly
killed him thanks to the efforts of abortion-crazed politicians.
I proudly watched my son square his shoulders and reach for his
helmet, it was time to do his job on the defensive line again. I was
laying on the grass at the top of a shaded hill, propped up on my
elbows to see. Suddenly I flashed back to the day I lay much like
this, only weeping hysterically into the carpet after learning a few
hours before that I was pregnant again. I had been so careful with
birth control, it couldnít be possible.
I panicked. I just wanted to run. I got in my car and drove north,
irrationally trying to escape. I was half way to Bridgeport in a
snowstorm when I realized I had no money with me and was getting low
on gas. Stranded and freezing to death in the snow would be as bad of
a backup plan as abortion was. I turned around.
Most of my friends have had at least one abortion but I just
couldnít. I had already given up my firstborn to adoption. That was
better than killing him but it ripped my heart out, I wouldnít do that
again. I didnít care what my boyfriend or anyone else said, I was
having this child and I was keeping it.
From that day to this on the football field, watching my son makes
it so clear. ABORTION IS WRONG. No one should have the right to murder
my children, not even me. From my first who found us all the way from
Afghanistan in the Air Force, to my last who is about ready to fly
from the nest, I couldnít be more proud of all of them. And my heart
breaks for every young girl who listened to the likes of Pelosi or
Obama or any infanticide politician fighting to keep the abortion
Donít beat yourself up if youíve had an abortion. It is not your
fault. You think you knew what you were doing, maybe something at the
time told you not to but you did anyway. You were young. You listened
to women that seemed to know. You trusted the wrong people, you were
deceived. Your whole life you listened to people in authority, why did
you think you would stop right at the doorstep of womanhood, facing a
situation that would rock your world?
If you are without child, you have already paid far too dearly for
being misled. Donít blame yourself. God doesnít. God forgives and
forgets and cares for your little one, King David confirmed that
Biblically. God does not condemn you because His own Son paid for all
of our many wrongs for those who receive Him, so give up the guilt.
But remember from this day forward, remember in the voting booth. I
tell you the truth, anyone who votes for a pro-abortion candidate may
as well pick up the butcher utensils and scrape out a womb. Paying
someone else to do it is just as bad.
To Barack Obama, Nancy Pelosi, Harry Reid, Lois Capps: you are
wrong to fight to provide women with the means to murder their own.
The National Right to Life Committee has already condemned the
doublespeak of Sen. Bob Casey looking to gain Sen. Ben Nelsonís vote
for the pro-abortion health care bill. Abortion NEVER should have been
dangled before me when I was weak and insecure You are worse than
Herod that ordered the slaughter of innocent children, only your
methods are different. LOOK at the blood you strive to put on
Americaís hands as you fight for abortion on demand.
Turn around. You donít want to go before the Father with millions
of deaths on your hands.
Turn around. You were not born to slaughter babies.
And to all the grieving childless moms, remember in the voting
booths. Watch to see who votes pro-life and remember:
"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are
created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain
unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the
pursuit of Happiness."
Vote for Life in 2010.
Related articles by Jen Shroder:
How Planned Parenthood Impacted my Youth
your baby a mom, not a crushed skull
Jen Shroder is founder of BlessedCause, an organization dedicated to
restoring sanity to our public schools and exposing the Islamic
indoctrination of American textbooks. Shroder has been interviewed
by Fox News, Associated Press, and dozens of talk radio hosts and
news media. Contact
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