Throughout life, one goes through changes. As time goes on,
you’re supposed to be changing for the better. You’re older, and supposed to be
wiser. Of the changes that I have made in my life, two stand out. I used to be
a regular church-going Pentecostal. Every Sunday morning I could be found in
the church. I also used to believe that abortion was a woman’s decision, and
nobody else’s. Today, I am writing from the perspective of a pro-life atheist.
in the light of religion vs. secularity. Only “religious whack jobs” wanting to
impose their moral values on innocent women were against the so-called “right”
to abortion. That’s the most common refrain of the pro-abort lobby. I, however,
am living, breathing proof that this is a far cry from the truth.
that process that the idea of there being a God made less and less sense. How
can we have both free will and a pre-determined set of actions that this
Almighty being knows will happen? How can we have some unknown entity deciding
what is right and what is wrong? Are we as human beings not capable of deciding
such things for ourselves? I do realize that most readers of [the Campaign Life Coalition blog] are
probably religious and strongly disagree with me on this, but my questioning
nature is pertinent to why I became pro-life.
abort their children if it doesn’t fit in their life? To ask that question is
to answer it. There is no right to take the life of those who cannot object.
The fetus in the womb is guilty of no crime, so why should they be punished for
what someone else did? Most abortions are carried out not because of a medical
emergency, but because somebody sees that child as not currently fitting into
their life pattern. I almost was one of those victims.
university when my mother got pregnant. Like many others contemplating
abortion, he was thinking solely about his life situation and having a child
would not have worked out in his life plans. Like so many other men who were
not yet ready to own up and accept responsibility for their actions, he gave my
mother two options: abortion or he leaves. It’s obvious which choice she made, but many other women would have taken the opposite position. Of course after
finally growing up, he returned, but had my mother chosen to abort, that option
would not have been available to him any longer.
feminists like to make it seem. It takes two to create a life, and men need to
be much readier to accept their roles as co-creators of a life with lots of
potential. Being pro-choice is taking the easy way out. A real man is going to
be there to support the woman he is with, and take care of that child. Many
young men are faced with the three scariest words for the unprepared: “Honey,
I’m pregnant.” True men of character are going to be there for their future
offspring, from conception to death. This is simply the right thing to do and
you don’t need a God to tell you that!