Saturday, April 27, 2013

Throwing Things

I walked into Mom K's room at the nursing home to see her awake but in bed, with her arms up over her head holding her pillow, as though about to toss it.
"What are you doing?" I asked, as I kissed her hello.
"I am about to throw my pillow across the room," she answered.
"Why?" I asked.
She looked at me silently with a quizzical look on her face, as though to say, "Why indeed!"
I helped her lower her arms, and settle the pillow more comfortably under her head. "Is that better?" I asked.

Honestly, I feel like throwing my pillow too. I have been reading about our President's speech at Planned Parenthood Friday, how he will fight tirelessly to protect a woman's "right to choose." Choose what? Not one word about Kermit Gosnell, the abortion doctor accused of snipping the necks of babies born alive after botched abortions. Nor the Planned Parenthood abortion mills in Delaware and Ohio accused of "Gosnell like conditions." Not once did he use the word 'abortion', in fact. How do either of those men sleep at night, I wondered? Maybe they don't. Maybe they are up all night throwing their pillows too.

I read Mom K a few psalms. The psalmist cries out over and over again for God's guidance and mercy and blessing, in the face of evil. I had also read that our President, while praising the group that kills unborn babies, called upon God's blessings as well. At the conclusion of his speech Friday, he said, “Thank you Planned Parenthood. God bless you. God bless you.”
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Did he really believe God would bless that activity? Does he not see the incredible irony? As I read the Psalms to my mother-in-law, I recalled Psalm 139, the one that says:
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. [14] I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well."

God created and knew each baby the moment he was conceived. Would the Creator of the wonderfully made being, knitted together in the womb, be disposed to honor Obama's cry that abortionists be blessed? I just don't think so. Not by a long shot.

"What are you doing?" asked Mom K.
"I am throwing your pillow across the room!" I said.

Psalm 50:16-23 (NIV)
But to the wicked person, God says: “What right have you to recite my laws or take my covenant on your lips? [17] You hate my instruction and cast my words behind you. [18] When you see a thief, you join with him; you throw in your lot with adulterers. [19] You use your mouth for evil and harness your tongue to deceit. [20] You sit and testify against your brother and slander your own mother’s son. [21] When you did these things and I kept silent, you thought I was exactly like you. But I now arraign you and set my accusations before you. [22] “Consider this, you who forget God, or I will tear you to pieces, with no one to rescue you: [23] Those who sacrifice thank offerings honor me, and to the blameless I will show my salvation. ”

-save a dog-

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