"Well -- uh, Mom, Dad, Grandma, the rest of you," Sandra nervously sputtered as she and Peter rose from the table. "We have some news," Sandra continued as the rest of the table gradually moved from bemusement to cautious expectation.
Clutching Peter's hands tightly, Sandra glanced around the table. "After nine years of trying, Peter and I..." she teasingly paused as the family waited on baited breath, sure of the words to come next. "... We're with coagulation of cells!" Sandra finally exclaimed as the family dining room went bonkers.
Late is much better than never -- especially in this regard. Pro Life Sunday was not this past Sunday but the one before, on January 23, 2011. It was in memoriam of the 38th anniversary of the infamous Roe v. Wade decision.
I am all for women's rights as was Jesus Christ. But the abortion debate is not about that. In lieu of saying anything more, I dare you to watch these two videos:
And then watch this short clip (2 minutes) from Abort73.
As Sandra and the others jumped up and down, somewhere inside the darkness a tiny clump of tissue, [insert your name], sighed.
