Just suppose it’s Monday morning. You get out of bed, eat breakfast, walk the dog, and finish getting ready for work.
Once inside your car, you back out of the garage, press the garage door closer, and head for the freeway.
All of a sudden, something strikes you as odd; actually, eerie. You haven’t seen a single person out and about. Not one.
No one walking their dog, no children waiting for the school bus, not a single vehicle on the road except yours. What’s going on?
You turn on the radio, hoping to catch something on the news that would explain things. Nothing but dead air.
Arriving at work, you get the pick of parking spaces; you’re the only one there!
No one in the building, no one standing outside in the designated smoking area. No one at all.
You try calling several local friends, but no answer.
Returning to your car, you head north. Ankeny. I should find someone in Ankeny, you mumble to yourself. But not a soul can be found.
Turning east and south, you discover the same thing in Altoona. No one. Not in a car, walking on the sidewalk; even HyVee is completely vacant.
Pleasant Hill shows no sign of life, either. Des Moines and West Des Moines, the same. You spend 3 hours driving the streets, looking for someone, anyone; but the city is deserted. Crazy, isn’t it.
Actually, this sort of thing is happening every year.
Except the city isn’t deserted; it is aborted.
In 2012, according to the Planned Parenthood Annual Report for 2012-2013, there were 327,166 babies murdered by PP. That equals the population of the four cities mentioned.
In one year.
I find the name “Planned Parenthood” to be a bit deceptive. Isn’t parenthood the state of being a father or a mother? Why would the abortion industry use the “parent” word, when it’s apparent they really don’t care for babies?
Maybe that’s a little harsh. I’m sorry. I’ll try it again.
I’m sure the people who operate PP care about babies. After all, they were babies once.
But it’s too bad people who have the wherewithal to operate a billion dollar business can’t tell the difference between a baby and a blob of tissue.
A baby in the womb can be seen with ultrasound. It’s heart beat can be heard. It’s a living, developing baby, safely wrapped inside its mother’s womb. Well, it is supposed to be.
In the Planned Parenthood Annual Report 2012-2013, You can read some very interesting things. Here is a link to that report:
http://www.plannedparenthood.org/files/AR-FY13_111213_vF_rev3_ISSUU.pdf
Here’s a wild statistic. Planned Parenthood receives 45% of their budget from tax payers.
“I thought the government gave them the money!” The government doesn’t have any money. They use OUR money. Our money goes to murder babies!
I know God loves the people who work at Planned Parenthood. He loves them as much as He loves His Son, Jesus! After all, He gave His Son to pay the price for their sin, the same as the rest of the world.
However, killing babies is wrong, and calling it “pro-choice” doesn’t make the babies less dead. Calling the “pro-lifer’s” “anti-abortionists” makes them sound like people who don’t care, and are out to ruin women any way they can. But propaganda, political spin, and out right lies cannot ease the conscience of the baby’s mother. And it doesn’t make the “procedure” less murderous.
Back in Nazi Germany, where so many people were killed, or exterminated as was the case, the “doctors” who performed the experiments and caused the deaths of millions were brought to trial and sentenced to die for their unconscionable acts.
They were referred to as “monsters”.
Is there really any difference between the Nazi “doctors” and the “doctors” who perform abortion procedures?
I’d say “monster” fits them well!
I try and imagine what the babies would have been like. Each one known by God, and given gifts and a purpose, by God. Fearfully and wonderfully made, by God.
But brutally murdered as an “abortion procedure”, in the name of “choice”, which is best spelled M-O-N-E-Y.
Maybe Planned Parenthood should change the name of their business to “Murder, Inc.”
Or, better yet; “Monsters, Inc.”
