Weeping Priest

Sister Mary Rose Reddy, DMML: Rochester, NH – It is the time of our visitation as a nation.  We are grieving the brutal murders of the children in Newtown.  Who could refrain from crying—seeing their beautiful pictures?  Even the president cried; yet consider this terrible irony:

After the Federal Born Alive Infants Protection Act had passed the Senate 98-0 and the House by an overwhelming majority and was signed into law on August 5, 2002, then Illinois State Senator Barack Obama voted against an identically worded Act in the Illinois Senate (SB 1082) in March of 2003.  From 2003-2008, Barack Obama dishonestly insisted that he would have supported the Federal Born Alive Infants Protection Act if the Illinois version had been the same.  Obama refused to back down from this falsehood until it was irrefutably proven that the bills were identical.

What makes a child a child?  Why is it okay to let babies die– or worse to directly murder them by abortion– and yet to be horribly outraged by the Newtown murder of their slightly older peers?  Don’t they both have beating hearts?

No number of gun laws or security measures will bring peace back to our schools and country until the atrocity of abortion in all cases is done away with.  We don’t have the “right” to kill any child no matter how hidden he or she is from our view.  On January 22, 2013, we will mark the 40th anniversary of the Supreme Court decision that legalized abortion.  Since then we, as a nation have murdered 50 million boys and girls through abortion.  Each one of us is guilty because there is no one who could not have done a little more at least by way of prayer, sacrifice, or witness to help defend these children.  We have more blood on our hands than Nazi Germany, and yet we wonder why there is so much violence, unhappiness, and lack of peace.

“The judge is standing at the door” (James 5:9).  This Christmas Season will we open our hearts to the Prince of Peace through humility and repentance?  He is hidden within the womb of the pregnant teenage girl and her poor workman husband.  They are knocking at our door looking for a place to stay.  Is there any room within?

Sister Mary Rose Reddy, DMML

 

 

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