It is the feast of the Holy Innocents.
Remembering the children who were ruthlessly killed in Herod’s effort to continue living as he had been.
Threatened by the presence of a little Child.
An unwanted child (by Herod anyway) who brought THE inconvenient Truth to a world seeped in sin. The Truth of forgiveness, redemption, and true Peace on earth.
A Truth that Herod knew would not allow him to continue living as he had been.
Herod’s final solution was effected with swords: cutting, dismembering and otherwise killing innocent children.
As I begin this post it is less hand an hour before I will again be on the sidewalk of the only remaining freestanding abortion mill in Missouri: Planned Barrenhood.
I will finish this post after that experience. But I go into it knowing that I will be there among today’s holy innocents whose lives also hang in the balance.
Victims of the Herodian logic of their parents and/or grandparents who seek to continue to live as they have been no matter what the cost.
Threatened by the presence of a little child.
With the same final solution, effected not by soldiers but by those masquerading as doctors, wielding curettes, no less effective than swords for cutting, dismembering and otherwise killing innocent children.
My niece’s bumper sticker applies. ‘It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.”, Mother Theresa
So I return from today’s efforts. And perhaps fittingly on the feast of the Holy Innocents, Catholic St. Louis University was represented at the mill today. Not so fittingly, that representation was in the form of a Deathscort who was there to ensure the abortionist could effect his final solution unimpeded.
We were not well received .
Not by the well dressed and otherwise dignified grandmother who hopped out of her sports car, grabbed her daughter, glared at me and screeched “(blank)you”.
Nor by the “bag man” who was sent out of the mill to grab the purse of the mother of his child, likely to retrieve the requisite 30 pieces of silver (nothing’s free at an abortion mill).
And certainly not the two other couples who returned after being sent away to find an ATM (like shady contractors, abortionist do love cash).
At any rate, as in the original Slaughter, there was a lot of innocent blood shed today.
The children of the former had their parents to grieve for them. And grieve they undoubtedly did. Elaborate funerals and all.
Today it was a handful of strangers who did all the grieving.
Can’t imagine a better day to pray for their souls of everyone involved.