I'm hearing from 40 Days for Life coordinators, who are telling of the darnkess they encounter at the abortion centers. Here are some of their reports.
When I was in survival mode last year after nearly dying I was truly living the most—cherishing every moment. Now that I am not in survival mode, there have been weeks that I say, “I can’t wait for this busy week to be over.”
We are nothing more than arrows that point to a greater injustice—weak, vulnerable pre-born children are being killed and the world is watching. Their deaths are a greater tragedy than our arrests.
I can't really tell you when, exactly, I got involved in the pro-life movement, but I'm better with words and can relate to you exactly the conversations I had that got it all started.
This young boy and his parents fulfilled a special mission from God. Amidst a Culture of Death where despair leads us to dispose of the vulnerable, they upheld a Culture of Life.
I know there are plenty of bioethicists who believe in the sanctity of life. Tragically, as one disturbing trend shows, there are also plenty who don’t.