“For behold, when the sound of your greeting came to my ears, the baby in my womb leaped for joy.” -Luke 1:44
When Roe v. Wade was passed in 1973, we did not have the technology then, that we do now. We didn’t have 3D or 4D sonograms. We didn’t have the ability to watch the developmental process. If we did, there very well may have been a different outcome in that case.
Before writing this, I spent some time watching videos of babies exhibiting human emotion in the womb. One baby in particular not only smiled within the womb, but actually laughed. You can see the smile turn into a chuckle, then the chuckle turned into a laugh. You can literally see the joy on the child’s face. This must have been what was unseen in the womb of Elizabeth in Luke, when John the Baptist leaped for joy at the coming of our Lord Jesus.
What we know about the developmental process of the child in the womb has come lightyears from 1973. We now know that babies experience joy in the womb, laughter in the womb, sadness in the womb, and fear in the womb. The whole range of human emotion is on display in the womb. These little ones are not a ‘clump-of-cells’. These little ones are not ‘potential children.’ These little ones are lives, created by God, and have a right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
I think the most heart-wrenching thing for me, is knowing that babies experience fear in the womb. When a doctor has to take a sample with a needle, the baby, while in the womb, will actually recoil away from the pain. Much like a small child out of the womb will recoil away when given a shot. And here is the saddest thing, when an abortion is performed, the child is terrified. The child will not only recoil, but try to get away from the doctor. The child experiences fear, knowing something is wrong.
We need to know these things. We cannot pretend like these things are not going on. John Piper said this in regard to knowing that abortion is murder,
“If we could make every American watch an abortion take place, it would quickly become an unthinkable thing in America.”
This battle is good versus evil, light against darkness. In an article by the Los Angeles Times entitled: “60 hours, 50 Abortions: A California doctor’s monthly commute to a Texas Clinic” This piece portrays a murderous abortionist more like mother Theresa, or a missionary of sorts. In this article we see the reality of depravity at work within the abortion world. Here’s what the article says,
“In the exam room, she is careful not to seem as though she’s in a rush. She pushes open the door smiling, instantly personable. She finds white coats too intimidating, so today she wears a sleeveless blouse with big, purple flowers. One patient carrying her 1-year-old wants to know whether she can breastfeed if she opts for pills that induce abortion. Another, thrilled when the doctor informs her she has naturally miscarried, leaps off the exam table and exclaims, “Thank you, Jesus!” A mother of three says, “I just want it out, is all,” before asking how much the termination costs. The price varies based on how far along the pregnancy is, but is typically around $700.
“It’s expensive, but it’s not as expensive as a baby,” the patient says.
“And diapers,” the doctor says.
“And waking up in the middle of the night,” the woman replies.”
So, we see she’s careful not to seem like she’s trying to perform as many abortions as possible, and not seem like she’s in a rush. She can’t have her money hunger exposed. She doesn’t wear a white coat, so the mother is more comfortable. And she encourages the murder of the child, for the sake of convenience. Diapers are too expensive, and you don’t want to be up all night. This is the reality of the abortion industry. It’s a money game, that capitalizes on human nature that loves comfort, and convenience. Here is some more from the article,
“Tara, who was able to take the morning off work, waits in an exam room. She and her boyfriend don’t want children, and she would rather focus on her career, where she’s moving up in the ranks, she says.
“I never really felt like I was destined to be a mother, the way some women do,” says Tara, who lives in a Dallas suburb. “It’s not really part of my plan.”
The doctor arrives, holding a cup of water and pills. “Do you have any other questions?” she asks.
“Thank you so much, doctor. Thank you for coming from California, too,” Tara replies.”
In the operating rooms, the physician performs one abortion after another. Soothing wood flute music plays. A sticker inside the door says, “Every day good women have abortions.”
Staff members coach patients through breathing exercises. One patient spends the five-minute procedure talking about how she wants to go to Dairy Queen afterward. The nurse says that she’s more of a Popsicle person.”
This is the reality of what the majority of abortions look like. I don’t want kids, because it’s not a part of my plan. This child, who experiences pain, sadness, laughter, and even joy, interferes with plans, goals, and destinies. The mother wants her destiny fulfilled, therefore she destines the child to a death sentence.
God help us see how evil this is, and have the courage to speak up, and defend the rights of these little ones. And to those abortionists like the one in the ’60 hours, 50 abortions’ article, you are not a saint, you are an executioner. Don’t think for a moment that you are doing the Lord’s work, because the babies that you are causing to fear, should be leaping for joy in the womb.