Thursday, March 1, 2012

from joy to death

Last week while standing in front of Dr. Emily's, a man walking by stopped in front of us, looked up at the sign on the abortion clinic, and said, "I was born right across the street over there." He knodded to some apartment buildings. "When I was growing up in the 50's, this place [Dr. Emily's] was a movie theatre. You could watch three shows and fifteen cartoons for 25 cents." With that, the man walked away.


it does indeed look like the entrance to a movie theatre.
I looked at the woman I was standing with and we both shook our heads. "Wow," she said, "What was once a place of joy for children is now a place where they kill children."


There are all sorts of miserable ironies like this surrounding abortion clinics: At Dr. Emily's, women are given a lollipop after their abortion. At some abortion clinics, there is a play area for children during their mothers' appointments. At an abortion clinic in Montana, what appears to be baby quilts are hung in the windows instead of curtains.


The same day that man stopped to tell us what Dr. Emily's used to be, a woman also stopped to give her two cents. She was a little old Hispanic woman and she spoke passionately in Spanish.  She said that this place is terrible considering that her daughter has been trying for years to get pregnant and can't. "They should make this place into a daycare!" she said.


What a novel idea, to turn a place that kills children into a place that cares for them. Pray that someday, Dr. Emily's abortion clinic will go from being a place of death to a place of life.

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