Planned Parenthood, Brit Hume’s Comments, and One Woman’s Compelling Story
The case against Planned Parenthood continues to build, with a latest video showing another senior medical adviser to Planned Parenthood of America negotiating over the price of selling baby body parts.
Be sure to watch this two-minute commentary on the Planned Parenthood scandal from Brit Hume. Wow.
What can we do as believers? Many things, such as share this information with others on social media, contact political leaders to take action, refuse to purchase products from companies that support Planned Parenthood and respectfully contact them to let them know why, etc. (For those in the Portland, Oregon area there is a rally on Tuesday, July 28, 2015, 12-1 at the Planned Parenthood in Beaverton.)
We first need to realize there is a great spiritual warfare associated with the issue of abortion. Killing children is Satan’s way of striking out at the very heart of God. If he cannot kill God, the next best thing is killing those created in God’s image. He is killing God in effigy. I would ask Christians to pray daily for prolife ministries and victimized mothers and babies. If the darkness of child-killing is to be overcome with the light of truth and compassion, it will require spiritual warfare, fought with humble and consistent prayer (Ephesians 6:10-20).
Second, I believe there’s a time and place for women who’ve had abortions and regret them to share their stories. These stories can bring healing to the women, and also save children’s lives, and mothers from the pain of abortion. I recently received this compelling note from a reader:
I'm so very horrified and broken hearted about the news regarding Planned Parenthood. I finally had to tell my story. I've never allowed people to see this part of my life. I remembered how you and your wife have lain yourselves down for the unborn. So, I've decided to share this with you:
A Heart Laid Bare
This is going to be the most difficult thing I’ve ever written in my lifetime. I apologize in advance and must prepare you in all fairness…if you are looking for something encouraging, this is not it. You may be tempted to turn away, but I pray, oh how I pray, that you won’t. This is going to come at a great cost, at such great exposure for more pain. But please understand…I have to speak now.
The year was 1986. I was a junior in college, and I had everything going for me….a spot on the dance team, an almost perfect GPA, an attractive, athletic boyfriend, and a belief that I could do almost anything. My goal was to get a PhD and become a psychologist. I was fiercely competitive, so when the grades for each exam were posted, I was not satisfied unless my student number was placed by the highest score on the list.
But things suddenly changed. I began experiencing severe illness that made it difficult to attend class. My boyfriend took me to see a doctor, and that’s where the shocking news was delivered. I wasn’t sick at all. I was pregnant.
This was not my plan.
This would change everything.