Wow. I have never actually wanted to kill someone before now. I was reading in my book last night about abortion, about the lies that are told to the already emotionally unbalanced women who are duped into getting one, as well as how a few different types of them are performed. I can't tell you how much I am hurting right now. I can't stop weeping. I'm sitting here in the math lab at school trying to get some work done, and I can't get it out of my mind.
Now I understand how some people can go through with blowing up abortion offices and killing the doctors and nurses. I know that that is wrong and that it won't stop the MILLIONS of living, functioning children of God that are ruthlessly murdered, literally torn in pieces, each year. I wouldn't be so drastic myself, but I do understand.
As much anger as I have against these murderers, as much as a hole has been cut into my gut from really learning about this issue, I know it can't even compare to the pain it must cause my Heavenly Father. If I can't help but be willing to throw myself in front of a bus if I knew it could save my own little girl, how must He feel?
Okay, now I'm just blabbering, so I better end here. Read the book.