The point is this: It is not within my power to determine the quality or effect of the life of a person. The soul shines through regardless of length or our ridiculous notions of quality. God’s breath in each person as their days are meted out according to His schedule. Not mine. Never mine.
Life is precious. All of it, from the beginning to the end. It is a circle that must be seen. Must be protected. Must be insured. So we don’t forget where we come from and where we are headed.
Euthanasia is a frightful and dreadful concept that slaughters the weak. It is the evil twin of abortion and a perversion of compassion at such a degree it makes me ill. Both are concepts supported in large by the young, healthy and self-absorbed and ones by which our bloated, decrepit and vile society will be judged.
But that’s not the country I grew up believing in. That isn’t the society I was excited to bring my sons into not all that long ago.
I look at the political landscape, the talking heads, the frantic screams from both sides and I truly don’t know where we, as a country, are headed. But I know this.
It doesn’t feel like my country any more.
She writes so well and touchingly of the value of each person in a family, and I have no doubt that most of my readers will find themselves in complete agreement.
Each person’s life has intrinsic value, which makes what Obama and his administration are attempting to do so terribly, terribly evil. I pray and hope they will not succeed.
And it’s happening here in Australia, too. Not as fast, but all the signs are evident. The dumbing down of our society, the rampant socialism in our education system, and oh! that great destroyer of our society – political correctness. Australia is no longer the land I once knew, either.