I awoke today with no idea that this day marks the 43rd anniversary of the Supreme Court decision in the Roe vs. Wade case that made abortion legal in the United States. Furthermore, I had no idea the depth and breadth of abortion – no realization of the actual numbers, until I read this tweet from Al Mohler.
You may wonder why it matters, or if pro-life is just an issue that (evangelical) pastors are supposed to champion.
This is more than just doctrine for me. It’s more than just a political issue. Pro-life has a face for me.
At times that face brings smiles. At other times it brings frustration. It always brings love.
My son, Parker, is alive today because his mom chose life.
In March of 2008, Janet and I were faced with a choice. We had just finished something between 18 months and 2 years of infertility treatments and had to make a choice. Our doctor encouraged us to pursue further, more drastic, measures or to pursue adoption.
We chose adoption.
Little did we know that at the same time a young woman was facing a choice of her own. She was in High School, and had plans for her life, plans that did not include having a baby. She found herself pregnant and was faced with a choice.
The young man who fathered the baby gave her money for an abortion. She weighed her options – adoption…or abortion.
She chose adoption.
King David recorded these words in a song, “For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.” Psalm 139:13
Parker was knit together in his mother’s womb. He was never a mistake to be erased, an inconvenience to be discarded, or fetus to be disposed of.
I’m Parker’s dad because she chose life.
When you have to chose whether you are pro-life or pro-choice, what I want you to do is remember Parker. Think of a boy who loves to play soccer, who is best-friends with his little brother, who could play video games all day long, and who never seems to be in a hurry.
Remember these pictures so that you can remember that each life has value, and each life is to be protected.
Parker with best-friend and little brother, Jonathan.
Parker’s birth mom chose life.
If you’re on the fence, think about Parker, and think what my family’s life would be like without him.