The Rapid Decline of A Once Great Nation

I have held off putting out my opinion on the Gosnell trials. It was hard to read the transcripts. Not just because there was so little media coverage and finding anything was a matter of hunting for key words found in obscure regions of the internet. It was because it was jaw dropping and heart rending to read of the horror visited on not just the desperate and ill cared for mothers, but their innocent offspring.

I wasn't surprised, but still sickened to find out that the local "legal" clinics referred patients to Gosnell when they knew they were passed the "legal" term for killing their young (past 23 weeks). Planned Parenthood, knew of Gosnell and his reckless disregard for women's health and their well being. As far back as 1972, Gosnell partnered with Harvey Karman to create a medieval torture device, devised to shred a baby inside the womb. This was done with the blessing of Planned Parenthood. Shortly after giving the nod to Karman and Gosnell the Mother's Day Massacre occurred. If you asked Planned Parenthood about this, they will probably feign ignorance, so here is the short version:

A young Philadelphia doctor “offered to perform abortions on 15 poor women who were bused to his clinic from Chicago on Mother’s Day 1972, in their second trimester of pregnancy.” The women didn’t know that the doctor “planned to use an experimental device called a ‘super coil’ developed by a California man named Harvey Karman.

A colleague of Karman’s Philadelphia collaborator described the contraption as “basically plastic razors that were formed into a ball. . . . They were coated into a gel, so that they would remain closed. These would be inserted into the woman’s uterus. And after several hours of body temperature, . . . the gel would melt and these . . . things would spring open, supposedly cutting up the fetus.”

Nine of the 15 Chicago women suffered serious complications. One of them needed a hysterectomy. The following year, the Supreme Court decided Roe v. Wade. It would be 37 more years before the Philadelphia doctor who carried out the Mother’s Day Massacre would go out of business. His name is Kermit Gosnell.

 Planned Parenthood knew about the conditions in Gosnell's House of Horrors, but chose to do nothing. Why? Because they didn't want to admit that the practice of killing children in (and out of) the womb was common, and the health and safety of women, was not of concern. You see, it is far more important to maintain an image, than it is to protect women who are in a vulnerable position. Further, I charge PP with being more interested in their bottom line. I wonder if they collected a referral fee for sending women to Gosnell that they knew they legally couldn't perform abortions on? I'll go further, and tell you that PP as well as most of the abortion clinics out there, make a lot of money SELLING BABY PARTS to industries that use them in cosmetics and research.

I am tired of hearing feminazis chant that abortion is a women's rights issue. I am tired of our president claiming his goal is to keep abortions safe, legal and rare when they are anything but. Margaret Sanger must be kicking up her heels in hell, knowing her plan to use abortion/contraception as a way to cull the races and ethnically cleanse the world is being championed by a black man and many in high positions of authority. I am tired of pro-aborts, ignoring facts and statistics. This nation's ground is soaked with the blood of innocents and that will not go unpunished. We lost our blessing a long time ago, and it would appear, it is all downhill from here.

I'll leave you with this final image/thought. Because I don't think anyone realizes that this was all going to go down. The downfall of this earth began with the first disobedient act in the garden. Satan whispers in the ears of our leaders, and compels them to endorse and stump for sinful, evil and wicked acts. We need to be on our knees in prayer daily, and we need to be out in the streets, calling out those who practice their evil in darkened clinics. We must intervene for women who are confused, and most likely, pressured and coerced to kill their babies. The wanton murder of innocence must end, or our world, will end.

After: My First Five Minute Friday Entry

It is time for the Five Minute Friday Flash Mob of writers. Every Thursday night until Midnight Eastern time a group of women gather, waiting for a prompt for the week. They never know what the  prompt will be, but thru Twitter they encourage and uplift each other and then they write!
Thank you for being here for my first Five Minute Friday!
Now, my words on:

AFTER

I struggled for a long time with a feeling of never belonging and always feeling, outside. I was frustrated and alone and would lash out at people who loved me, and then feel sorrow and more alone.  I didn't realize that after a life altering event when you are a child, there can be such a wound, that it takes surrendering to Jesus to let it go. For decades, I carried it around like a heavy burden that I just couldn't let go of. Most of the time, I didn't notice that it hung around my neck and pulled me down. Not until something triggered a repressed memory and I would feel a flash of anger and pain. Like a wounded animal, I would blindly attack anyone close to me.

Then, I found myself surrounded by people who continually lifted me up. I would unload all the ugliness I had held inside and they would pray for me, the most loving words. I finally had the courage to face that I had been molested as a child. That this pain had fueled a rage in me that kept the hurt from healing. I wept, and took my sorrow, guilt and shame to Jesus, and then, I felt lightness.

Now, I fight for others to find this freedom. I seek out the lost and wounded and tell them, there is a way to find peace. I feel a thrill, an exhilaration of hope when I tell them, my burden is gone! When I see their eyes begin to have a distant twinkle of hope, I know they are beginning their journey to freedom. I thank the Lord for guiding me to women who prayed fervently for me when I was in my darkest place. I praise God for His healing and grace and look forward to the day, after the weariness of this world, when there will be no more sorrow or pain.  

♥~♥~♥~♥

Before I go, the first FMF post I read, was from Gracie Biskie and her lovely poem After. 

A quick look at the guidelines from the gypsy mama - Lisa Jo Baker who is also the ringleader!

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..
Also, if you would turn off comment verification, it would make leaving some love on your post that much easier for folks!

 

Who Is My Jesus?...

You ask, "Who is this Jesus you speak of?" and I can't help but smile and feel a joy bubble up inside me. That question is a loaded one because there really isn't a simple answer. He is so much that words can fail, and yet spill out all at the same time. I've found some tools to help me, so let's explore this shall we?

Even when you think you know Him, but you feel something is missing. You've been raised in the church, but never given your own salvation much thought. Maybe you say, "I'm a Christian, but something is missing..." It's okay. It happens to the best of us. Because it's personal. He comes to us and waits for us to invite Him into our lives. 

Maybe you think you're too far gone. Oh nothing could be further from the truth. He is always there, waiting for you to give up on this dead end life, trying to do it all on your own. He is waiting for you to turn to Him and say, "Help me." He loves us so much, he laid his life down and died for us in the most horrific fashion. He did this knowing us before we were even a whisper on the wind. Centuries before our first ancestors came together to form a family, He knew our names and was ready to reveal Himself to us when we were ready to turn from our sinful lives and ask Him in.

What are you waiting for? Don't you want to be a part of this amazing plan He has for us? You see, the body that we trudge through this life in. This feeble, often broken, failing shell that we shamble through our days in, is not who we really are. Inside, we are a soul. When this life is over, our soul goes back to where it belongs. We belong in heaven! A place beyond the scope of our imaginations. If you think it cannot get better than this, you are wrong and there are no words to describe the amazing life in store for us. You see, our Father in heaven has prepared a place for us to live. To get there, Jesus extended an invitation to us. We will get a new body and will live forever in a paradise beyond description. But we have to have a personal relationship with Jesus. We have to ask Him to guide us. Turn our lives away from the sins of this earth. The easy road that is paved with temporary pleasures that will never satisfy, and trust in Jesus. Can you do that? Just try it! Ask Jesus to help you see Him in your life. Ask Him to reveal Himself to you. You won't be disappointed. I promise!

If you don't know where to start this journey, start watching these videos and find out who Jesus is and what you have to look forward to.

(more at www.FreshLifeChurch.com)

If you're still interested, there are eight more videos to this amazing series. For the webpage to the series, click here:

Kickstart

There are more amazing videos, as I mentioned before and the church streams live it's church services. Wherever you are, find out when and you could view the service in real time (if it's not too late or early for you).

Equality For Whom?

I've been seeing people all over Twitter and Facebook, showing their support for gay marriage by posting the red equal sign. I am going to post two feet. The feet represent the millions who never get to breathe the air of this world. Who never feel love let alone get married. Those who never have the chance to have children or go to school or do anything many gays are afforded the privilege to do. They are never given this chance because a human decides that their life is unimportant because of a defect or being an inopportune time for the person who conceived them. This is for the millions of children aborted yearly. Talk about rights being denied.

So I don't want to hear anymore crying for things you cannot afford or force people to give you through executive and congressional orders. I don't want to hear about how the government should recognize your union. You know why? Because you can survive without that, or get by on a reasonable facsimile. Because in the end, the greatest tragedy never recognized by the spoiled, self centered brats of this country, is that MILLIONS are DENIED the RIGHT to LIFE!!! Is anyone systematically murdering you because you are an inconvenience to them or you aren't perfect in their eyes? No?

THEN SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP! 

If you are going to make your fight for whatever, valid with me, you better give equal time, fighting for the right for innocents to live.

That is all.