Tuesday, March 22, 2011

My cool cute beloved grandchildren - pix from Maryland and Alabama

Donal with giant toothbrush
Amelia picking Spanish moss Zeke on swing
Amelia with flowers in her hair

Pickin' more o' the moss

Donal pre-school pic

Maria, Dave and Donal - winter 2010

Amelia


Zeke with his Christmas crossbow

Zeke and Amelia on swing

Donal drinking his morning... latte? coolata?
Zeke in camoflage

Darling Amelia


I love my grandchildren!
I just discovered I am grandmother once again - little Ish will have a little brother or sister in a few short months!!

Tuesday, March 01, 2011

Best Use of LOTR Shire Theme in a flash mob, ever!



I love, love, love this video showing a pro-life flash mob coming out for a pro-choice rally in Chicago. Give it up for the kids of this generation -- they know they are abortion survivors, they know they only acquired moral worth after the gauntlet of 9 months in the most dangerous place in America to live -- the womb of their mom. Unlike the victims of slavery, these "chattel" were set free at birth and became able to grow up and fight for the rights of the other human chattel running the gauntlet of their mother's wombs now.

I am aware that several of my readers have made the choice to abort. My horror at the social evil of this form of slavery does not extend to those who have chosen to end their pregnancies this way. Each of us is responsible for our own actions, and none of us is in a position to judge save the One Who will judge us all. And that judgment, unlike human judgments, will be absolutely fair and truthful. As much as I am in shock and awe at the anticipation of my own judgment, I look forward to it because truth is more important than delusion, and our human lives are full of delusion. I look forward to being disabused of my own delusions, as painful as I know that will be. Because truth, in love, is a truth I can live with, and hope to live with forever. So I have absolutely no place within myself that wants in any way to judge any other human being, but only myself, and only with an eye towards uncovering my own delusions in anticipation of the moment of truth that I hope to meet with eyes wide open.