Sunday, August 25, 2013

Mission of Life

I spent most of the day Saturday making my little clay 12 week (in utero) baby models. My work time to fabricate them has been whittled down from 2.5 hours for my first one to about one hour for each of the subsequent ones. Each one taught me something new, not the least of which is that a 12 week old baby in the womb is nothing short of miraculous. You can't tell from the photo, but those little models are only 2 inches long. The little human has all its parts, perfectly formed at 12 weeks and fits them all in a 2 inch package! You just can not get any cuter. I even gave up kayaking to spend my time trying to mold the little baby models. Since I am out of clay for now, I will kayak tomorrow.

The little babies were all lined up in a row while I worked, and as I completed one, he would go alongside his siblings. With all those hours to sit quietly creating, and meditating, my mind wandered to many places. One thing I thought about was when I was in school, I was taught many things that now I feel are outright wrong. I accepted without much question that more than 2.3 children per couple was unconscionable. We were taught that China, with its one child policy, was progressive and globally responsible in not overpopulating. I remember looking at large families as selfish, and backwards. We read books that showed the horrors of back alley abortions and the abortionists who touted the law were heroes. Then Roe v Wade came along, and we were taught that a great step forward for humanity had occurred with the legalization of abortion. The forced abortions of on Chinese couples with more than one child were the natural progression of this world view.

I am ashamed now of what I believed, of how I allowed my mind to be manipulated from what I knew was good and pure and right to something that my gut knew was fundamentally wrong. Perhaps that experience is part of what led me to homeschool my children. I myself had been indoctrinated by the educational system and I didn't want to allow that to happen to my progeny. I was not a Christian back then. Perhaps I would've held on to my sense of good a little better had I been.

The little 12 week babies I made already have a home where they will be used to help abortion minded women maybe make a different choice. I will pray for each little baby as I send them off on their mission of life. Then I will go buy more clay.


So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. (Isaiah 41:10 NIV)

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