A month ago I went to the Museum of Tolerance. If you haven’t been, you should go. It’s fascinating but sobering. As great as I thought it was, I found it strange that the only mention of abortion in the entire museum is concerning George Tiller. For those of you who don’t remember, George Tiller directed a clinic in Wichita that performed abortions past the 21st week of pregnancy.
In 2009, he was murdered while he attended a church service.
President Obama released a statement that day:
I am shocked and outraged by the murder of Dr. George Tiller as he attended church services this morning. However profound our differences as Americans over difficult issues such as abortion, they cannot be resolved by heinous acts of violence.
The murder of Tiller was certainly a heinous act of violence. But so is every single abortion.
Right now, my wife is pregnant. The level of development at just ten weeks is shocking. Ears and vital organs. A heartbeat. Brain waves. So on. There is a person in there. I can’t really see it under normal circumstances. I can’t hear it yet. I can’t talk to it or touch it. But it’s there. And it’s growing. And it already is my child.
As I experience my child’s growth, I become even more angry with the how ridiculous abortion is. Developing life is ripped from the womb. Beating hearts are stopped.
I hope that one day humanity can see abortion for the disgusting mass murder that it is, and even more so, feel guilty that it’s treated as just an “issue” the nation was divided on.
Leave a Reply