OK Elijah, here we go, asked and answered.  I'm ready.  I'm ready to spill my guts.

This is not political commentary, nor is it religious commentary.  It is personal, VERY personal.  It is about ABORTION and LOVE.

My mother had bad kidneys all of her life.  When I, her first and only-born, was about to be delivered, the doctor's informed her that, if she brought this baby to term, that she would probably die.  They all ganged up on her, Elijah.  3 doctors because, at that time, it required the sworn oath of 3 doctors to allow an abortion only in the case of a reasonably certain threat to the mother's life. 

It wasn't just the doctors.  It was both of my mother's parents and my father, as well.  She succumbed to the pressure.

At the very last minute, half a second before her guerney hit the doors to the operating room, she cried out in a loud voice, " NO, I CAN'T DO THIS.  I'M GOING TO HAVE THIS BABY, EVEN IF IT KILLS ME."

Well, what do you suppose made her say that?  Was it just maternal instinct, or was it more than that?  Think about it.

All I know is that not only am I blessed to have had a mother like that, but also that I am like Uncle Sam.  "Knock, knock, knock here I am."

"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." - John 15:13

AMEN,                                                                             MW