Somebody I follow on Twitter retweeted this crack against the Pro-Life movement (and the NRA to boot):
And my initial desire was to reply to both the source (Jesse LaGreca) and the re-tweeter.1
But, before I posted, I remembered that the young woman who retweeted—who I have not met in person, only exchanged Twitter replies with a few times over the last few years2—had recently shared the story of a pregnancy that she and her husband chose to terminate by abortion. Form a worldly perspective, they had a “good” case. Based on their story, this wasn’t birth control or family planning. In any event, there’s no way to reply in 126 characters and not be a complete jerk. Nothing I could say succinctly would likely be taken by anybody in that situation as anything but personally accusatory and condemning.
Which is frustrating. Of course no tweet (or tweetstorm) of mine is going to change the mind of LaGreca or his admirer. But the silence of “crackpots” like me has for too long been taken to mean that we disagree in theory or on abstract religious grounds, but that we basically accept abortion. I, for one, do not find it acceptable. I believe that because life is sacred, that all are created in the image of God, that life is a gift from God, and that therefore the killing of the unborn is infanticide. Homicide.3 Nobody has the right unilaterally to decide they may take the life of another. Our government declaring it to be so does not change the moral truth.
Planned Parenthood and the NRA will both be held accountable for their actions. The blood of the innocent stains the soil of this nation, and it cries out for justice. God hears. God hears.
And of course, if the young woman whose actions got this whole blog post going were to suddenly agree with me, she would have to deal with a terrible problem. She has done the unthinkable. She has taken the life of a child. Unforgivable? If I asked her today, I suspect she would indeed say that such an act is unforgivable. And I, who on the one hand seem at first to be judging her harshly, can tell her that there is one who suffered even more greatly at the hands of evil men, while yet more innocent. And this Jesus died so that she could be forgiven, that he rose from the dead so that she could die and be raised to new life, that he ascended to the right hand of God so that she could spend an eternity with God.
Apropos of nothing, anybody know anybody who became a Christian because of a tweet? No. I guess I’ll stick with not being a jerk.