I saw a very short but very moving little piece of video
recently and I want to share it with you. A young woman,
a man my age, a lady with glasses and gray hair come on
the screen, one by one, and ask the question, “Could you
look me in the eye, could you look me in the eye?”—a
young man of Asian background, a young mother, a very
young boy, an African man, a woman in her forties, a
woman older than she is. One by one these people appear
on the screen, asking the questions, “Can you look me in
the eye and tell me that I shouldn’t exist, that I
should be dead, that I deserved to die that day, can you
look me in the eye and tell me that my very survival was
a mistake, that I am a burden to society? Can you look
me in the eye and tell me that in my most vulnerable
state I was nothing more than a parasite, a collection
of body parts, less than human? Can you look me in the
eye and tell me that I was worthless?”
So what are these people talking about? They were all
survivors of abortion and they wanted to tell their
stories. Their mothers chose different methods of trying
to end their lives, but for different reasons, in each
case, they survived the attempt to exterminate them.
Each person later learned how they escaped death in the
womb and each one of them explains the method that was
used to end their lives. How gruesome when one woman
tells she was the victim of saline infusion abortion
that was meant to poison and scald her to death.
This woman then tells us, “I am the face of choice. I am
that choice.” What a shockingly true statement. The film
closes with the words, “These are actual human beings
who survived abortion procedures, when they were still
in their mothers’ wombs. These are the eyes, voices, and
faces of ‘choice.’ ‘Choice’ is not merely a word.
‘Choice’ is a person.”
It is estimated that in 2018, 876,000 abortions took
place and we can be sure there were probably very few
survivors of those killings. All of those lives, male
and female, from so many different backgrounds and
parents, all of those lives who will never give voice to
a video. All of those lives whose feet will never walk
on this earth as their mothers and fathers did. All of
those lives ended in just one year’s time. We commend
their unborn souls to the mercy of the merciful Lord.
I was particularly moved when the young man asked the
question, “Can you look me in the eye and tell me I was
worthless?” It’s hard to imagine what it would be like
to think that the laws of our country considered you to
be worthless. Even harder to wonder what it must be like
for your own mother to consider you worthless. How
difficult it must be to carry that burden.
As I was looking for this video online I ran across
another video of college students demonstrating
somewhere, in favor of abortion, chanting and waving
signs, “My body—my choice.” So easy to do when those who
are done away with are faceless and voiceless to you,
invisible people you would allow to die. So easy to do
when you talk about the rights of mothers to extinguish
the lives of potential mothers in the womb you do not
see. But I wonder how many of those chanting protestors
would still be as enthusiastic for death by choice on
the unborn, after they would see this two-minute video
of abortion survivors, after they saw the faces that
survived their mothers’ choice, after they heard the
voices they believe should never have been heard, and
seen the faces they were never meant to see. Would they
tell the survivors, “You ruined your mother’s choice and
you shouldn’t be here. It was her body, her choice, and
you were just a worthless mass of tissue that should
have been thrown away with the trash?” Could they look
them in the eye and say those things?
We live in a society where the law allows adults and
teenagers to end the life of the most vulnerable of all
its citizens. Let us pray for those women who have
aborted, for those women considering abortion, for those
fathers responsible for the life of their child, for
family members and friends involved in some way with the
unborn and for victims of attempted extermination who
survived the attacks on their lives.
We must do our part where we can, but only with prayer
and fasting will this great evil leave our country. May
the Lord hear