Pro-life. Anti-abortion. Life-Defender. The fight for life has many different names. Whatever name it is called, the core truths are still the same. A new life begins at conception. No one should have the legal right to abort a baby, no matter how small or unwanted. Women should have rights, but not to take the life of another, even if in her body. I wholeheartedly and passionately believe these truths, and it continually blows my mind that this isn't a societally accepted ideology. As the scientific horrors and truths about abortion and facilities like Planned Parenthood continue to come to light, I am even more astounded that it doesn't change everyone's mind about being pro-choice or pro-abortion, or pro-women's rights.
But it doesn't. And when I was thinking about why this is the case and how I could help advocate for the voiceless unborn, I sadly realized that the fight for life actually begins with death.
Why is there a fight for life? Because millions have been, are and will be killed. The death of the masses of unborn babies is bringing about an army of people fighting for their rights as human beings (despite the fact that according to some unnamed politicians, an unborn baby has no constitutional rights supposedly...). Their deaths drive our passion, our emotion, our hearts, and our souls to take action against not only those that bring it about, but also those contemplating it as well as those fighting to keep the right to do it.
I didn't come to this realization until recently, when I found that the death of our little baby at 12 weeks was actually one of the greatest tools to use in this fight for life. I was in Washington D.C. in January to participate in the national March for Life, one of the largest pro-life rallies in the nation. On the street, a lady stopped me and a few others and was very harshly and passionately (nothing wrong with passion) about the right of a woman. She was bashing the fact that pro-life based their ideology on life beginning at conception. She continued on and on, and when I finally stopped her and said, "So you are going to tell me that the miscarriage I just had a month ago was just a lump of cells? That the little baby I passed wasn't alive even though it had fingers, toes, and a heartbeat?". All she could say was "sorry for your loss"...
I've thought a lot about that street debate. One, because I kept thinking how I did not change that lady's mind at all about being pro-choice. And two, I realized that the death of our Rex, of the millions of miscarriages, of the countless still births, of the endless premature deaths are actually speaking for themselves. I was realized that while I thought I was a voice for the voiceless, they sure were speaking loud and clear. You see, their deaths are screaming the fact that they had LIFE. How could they have died if they weren't alive to begin with? How could their death cause people so many tears, grief, anguish and pain if they were only a supposed lump of cells?
The true fight for life begins with their deaths. It is what drives us to fight for them. It is what motivates us to keep battling for them. It is what stirs our hearts to speak up on their behalf.
But what is so astounding is that the the pro-life movement is only modeling a fight for life a few thousand years ago that began with death. Only this fight has already been won. It was in Jesus' death that He stood up for us sinners, who had no way to stand against a God who demanded justice from a sinful people. It was in his death that Jesus fought for our right to eternal joy when we were lost in our sin. It was in His death that Jesus spoke on our behalf to a holy and perfect God. The eternal and ultimate fight for life has already been fought and won. The voiceless will now forever be able to sing eternal praise to their Savior who spoke up for them. His death brings life.
And because of this glorious fight so long ago, the millions of lives lost to abortion, miscarriage, and premature death will be able to sing eternally to their Savior, and someday we will be able to join with them too.
So we fight on. Being a voice for the voiceless. All the while remembering that we can fight because Someone once fought for us. And that our blood, sweat and tears are not in vain. He has already won.
So if you've lost a little one due to abortion, miscarriage, still birth, premature, or after birth, don't keep it silent. God can use it as one of the greatest tools in our earthly fight for life, just as He used his own Son. How he let the Ultimate fight for life begin with one Ultimate, conquoring death...
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