A Letter To The Editor Written and published in August , 1995

Our grandchildren were playing in a litttle league baseball tournament. In a building close by a debate was going on between pro-abortionists and pro-life people. There were no chairs...people had brought lawn chairs and bean bags to sit on. We had taken our huge yellow bean bag to share. We were going back and forth to see as much of both events as possible. The debate was in five minute segments with both sides taking turns making their speeches.

The pro-choice speeches were all concerned about the rights of the woman, with no one on that side mentioning the rights of the baby. During one of their speeches, I became disgusted and went on out to watch the ball game for a few minutes. When I came back into the building to join my husband, I thought it was between speeches, because no one was talking, but I noticed tears running down Bobby's cheeks. It was then that I saw lots of the men and women wiping away tears.

One of the young women on the pro-life side was the last one on the agenda for the meeting. This woman was not speaking a word...but her presentation was so eloquent, that no words were necessary. She had the attention of everyone in the room. She was holding in her lap, a small mink like animal, like a ferret (it must have been her pet) with its baby running up her arms and down again to the mother sitting in the woman's lap.

The mother animal was being so affectionate and loving to the little one, hugging and petting with its front paws. The young woman was crying...she was smiling at the antics of the mother and its baby but tears were pouring down her cheeks. This went on for her five minutes allotted time.

The difference between that animal with its baby and a human mother who disregards the sanctity of life by having a doctor kill her unborn baby must have been on the young woman's mind...because that is what I was thinking of and evidently what Bobby and many of the others were thinking when I walked in. It was a dreadful mistake for our Supreme Court to make it legal.

There was a time in ancient Israel (God's chosen nation to bring Christ through) that God gave up on them and let them be punished and be taken over by another country because they were sacrificing their children in fire to Molech, a false God.

Sounds like our nation today, doesn't it? And the false gods our babies are being sacrificed to are: the god of materialism, the god of convenience, the god of sexual immorality. Please wake up, America....We are on our way down!

Sincerely, Edna Ingram

Note: Actually this story did not happen. It was a dream (or nightmare) that I had when the abortion issue was so hot in the middle 90's. But I thought that if it was bothering me so much that I dreamed this bizzare dream about it, God must want me to share it...and so I did back then...and so I did again.  Because it is threatning to be a major topic this fall in the presidential campaign.  It should be at the top of the list in our priorities along with other moral issues. I thought at first I should put this on my other blog, "Against The Current" because of the controversy over this issue...but what could be a more appropriate place for it than "Life Connections"?