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losh14
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I had my wicked idea about fighting abortion pop up again, and I shook it aside and another, gentler one floated in. It may have been tried, but what if …
What if we sent letters, personally, to abortion workers at their workplace, telling them how much we love children, and how much concern we have for their clients. Clients who come to abortion out of poverty, or out of abuse, or out of fear, and clients who, leaving the clinic, remain poor, abused and afraid.
What if we included photos of our children, from ultrasound to birth to birthdays, and talked of how much we loved them and either how fortunate we are to not be in a position of poverty or fear, or how we had considered abortion and are glad we decided against it.
What if we included our phone numbers, and asked them if there were a patient who needed help to call us.
I know this is softy and bleeding-heart-liberal stuff like my Ice Cream Ministry idea for the WBC, but I truly marvel at the power of love to shape a human heart and wonder what good it truly could do if we but tried.
They could sue us for harassment, sure - they could sue us for existing and I think NARAL and others have done so. It wouldn’t stand in court provided we remained gentle and open in the letters.
They could ignore the letters - someone still has to read them. Maybe that’d be one employee who would quit. Maybe it’d be someone vital and the office would have to close for the day.
Maybe we’d foment a rebellion in the clinic or even turn the heart of a doctor from murder to truly helping these women.
It’s just a thought. Shoot it down if you like, but my letter this week to Planned Parenthood would be a lot less lonely if it had some kin with it.
What if we sent letters, personally, to abortion workers at their workplace, telling them how much we love children, and how much concern we have for their clients. Clients who come to abortion out of poverty, or out of abuse, or out of fear, and clients who, leaving the clinic, remain poor, abused and afraid.
What if we included photos of our children, from ultrasound to birth to birthdays, and talked of how much we loved them and either how fortunate we are to not be in a position of poverty or fear, or how we had considered abortion and are glad we decided against it.
What if we included our phone numbers, and asked them if there were a patient who needed help to call us.
I know this is softy and bleeding-heart-liberal stuff like my Ice Cream Ministry idea for the WBC, but I truly marvel at the power of love to shape a human heart and wonder what good it truly could do if we but tried.
They could sue us for harassment, sure - they could sue us for existing and I think NARAL and others have done so. It wouldn’t stand in court provided we remained gentle and open in the letters.
They could ignore the letters - someone still has to read them. Maybe that’d be one employee who would quit. Maybe it’d be someone vital and the office would have to close for the day.
Maybe we’d foment a rebellion in the clinic or even turn the heart of a doctor from murder to truly helping these women.
It’s just a thought. Shoot it down if you like, but my letter this week to Planned Parenthood would be a lot less lonely if it had some kin with it.