What Are You Doing About The Children Who Are Killed?

Next week my church hosts its annual Vacation Bible School, one week of kids bouncing off our walls, inhaling our fruit punch by the gallon, and learning life-changing truths about the God who created them.

Yet I can't help but thinking ... what if?

What if these children were never born?

What if, before their birth, they were deemed unworthy and unwanted?

What if their mothers had killed them?

And what if their little body parts - their beating hearts and expanding lungs and moving limbs - were harvested and sold?

What evil.

What murder.

What desecration.

And while these children were not killed, while they are very much beautifully alive, millions are not.

Millions of babies are murdered every year before they have the chance to live, the chance to see the sunshine, to taste fruit punch, to hear the story of Jesus proclaimed at a church VBS.

So what are we doing about it?

I hope we're praying.

I hope we're speaking up.

I hope we're not voting for those who support this.

I hope we're getting educated.

I hope we're heart-broken.

I hope we're celebrating life.

I hope we're loving children.

I hope we're trusting God.

I hope we're hating evil.


Photo Courtesy of Flickr Creative Commons and Tom Conger.