Of Life, Love, and Reason: Worth

I read a post on Facebook today that made me so sad. I couldn't comment since the poster wasn't a friend, so I'm writing about it here. Writing helps.

The post was in support of the Roe v. Wade decision 43 years ago. I ran across it and other celebratory comments and articles while searching for photos and talk of this year's March for Life in D.C.

It was a story from a Dear Abby newspaper column prior to the legalization of abortion, in which a teen was forced to have an unsafe, fatal abortion after being impregnated by her own step-father. The story was sad in itself; that poor girl. The conclusion made by the woman who wrote the post made it worse: A safe, legal abortion would have been a better outcome because "an embryo is not the equivalent of a young girl or of a woman."

Why not?

If I could post a reply I would have asked: why is an embryo not the equivalent of a young girl?

The writer expected the answer to be obvious to anyone reading. It was not obvious to me.

At School

Today, we had our usual lessons -- cut a little short by the beautifully distracting snow. We said nothing of the anniversary of Rv.W or the millions of lives that have been lost since that day.

The kids played in the snow. And built LEGO creations. And studied geography.

We had a talk last night about body parts and unsafe touching. I had a talk last week with my eight-year-old about body odor and girls. We talked just yesterday about siblings preserving their relationships with each other.
We talked the week before last about why you need to eat more than hotdogs. Around the same time we had a wonderful conversation about the Trinity.

We talk about impulse control and saving your money and cleaning up after yourself -- that never sticks though. We talk about the Lord of all creation.

This is all the normal day-to-day. In the end, it is obvious to my children that an embryo is just as human as a young girl.

So take heart, Momma; this is why you homeschool. You are teaching the next generation to think on their own two feet. It is good, patient, rewarding work.