~ A Letter From A Blob of Cells ~

“There have been 56,662,169 abortions (and counting) in America since Roe vs. Wade, and Doe vs. Bolton in 1973, the two most destructive and disastrous decisions of the United States Supreme Court, which legalized abortion throughout pregnancy.”

Today is the 41st anniversary of these decisions. As followers of Christ, we are called to respectfully advance the right to life and protect the vulnerable unborn. Let us offer our prayers for these aborted babies and for babies who will be aborted.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Originally published on March 2, 2013 at
http://justlovinglife.wordpress.com/2013/03/02/a-letter-from-a-blob-of-cells-2/




I have been called a lot of names
A zygote, an embryo, a fetus
A blob of cells but never a human being.
I forbid you to give in to the absurdity of the ‘pro-choice’
Hearing their point you might lose your poise.
Let the laissez-faire minds make some noise, and
Allow not the man-made imposed body of rules trick you into thinking it's all about women's rights
What they don't know is you're in it for the long run in protecting the lump of cells fight
Dare not listen to the main-stream media
For you might end up getting more of a trivia.

Allow me to tell you a little bit about myself
I have a human DNA from Day 1
A heartbeat at 18 days
Brainwaves at 6 weeks
I suck my thumb at 9 weeks
My own unique set of fingerprints at 14 weeks
I don’t get it. I’m not a person? Pardon my asking.

Although the feeling of pain is still uncertain
Let me tell you this so you can decide if the pain is real or imagined
In most cases, an instrument is used to reach into my mom’s uterus
To grasp and pull my feet into the cervix, limbs ripped off my body
Scissors are then forced into the base of my tiny skull
And my brains are sucked out
You tell me if I feel pain or not.

(I say to you then)
I'll rise up for you, my little fella
I'll be your voice, my tiny Ella,
When you scream and no one seems to hear yah.
You'll get the chance to grow up shooting hoops or play hula hoops
Cinderella, Woody the Sheriff and Joe the Builder
How Dory and Nemo reunited underwater
And maybe fall in love with Edward in the Zone,
The list of what you can do goes on and on and on.

(The little he/she continues)
I imagine my mom tucking me in the bed
And I beg her for more playtime instead.
I fall asleep with the usual story
Of the Once Upon A Time starters
And the "They Live Happily Ever After."

Yes this blob of cells after all is quite special
Full of potential,
A gift from up above
Capable of living, loving and yearning to be loved,
That happens to have a heartbeat,
Neat and sweet
To feel mommy's warmth
And keep me safe from harm
To hear her sing a lullaby
And promise to keep me ‘till it’s time
All I’m asking is to have the same chance to live like she did
And never have to say an early goodbye, heaven forbid.

Be bold, be loud, be unintimidated
Be brave, be fearless and take courage
Bury the filth of the culture of death
Rise up and set aflame all the ways to defend the culture of life.

The Shadow In The Light

Such beauty, grace and splendor inherent
Inspiring to most and intrigued by some in torment
Driven by love and dedication to the Son
Her mission at hand remains hopeful, powerful and divine.

Eager and obedient with absolute trust
A portrait of credence and certitude, and not even a twinge of disgust
Unmitigated by her youth
but motivated by the Father’s Divine Truth
She said yes to the call
to be the vessel for the Lord
Who would be the Savior of all.

Such display of humility so fearless and bold
By the archangel the birth of the Messiah foretold
Paved the way to God's grace in delivering us from bondage to sin
To set us free from condemnation
And simultaneously escape eternal damnation.

O Mary, my Queen, my Patroness, my Intercessor
You are the moon that claims not to be the source of light
But the shadow that reflects the light of the Divine Son,
The One True Light of the world.

Sweet Whispers

Amidst the absence of audible sound
When every moment fades into a black ground
Every anticipated desire into a standstill
Brings forth sensations of refined and ethereal seal
Melancholic longing resounding
And sweet caress and exuberant talk dawning and imagined.

Each passing night
I try and close my eyes
Mere thoughts of you
At times they break me up
And pull and rip me apart.

Each passing night
Before I close my eyes
I ask God to let us come together
And meet you in my dreams to never
Let no moment pass us by
No matter how transient, no matter how far
To hold each other tight
When everything else seems not quite right.

Each passing night
I hope and anticipate
a date with you, my dearest Pop,
In my dreams that I could scream
I LOVE YOU with all my heart!

Tonight I was sound asleep
Smiling, you kissed me on the cheek
Dried the tears that burn my eyes
And whispered sweet nothings in my ears
Like you used to when I was two.

A God of The Unexpected

A majority of us have developed a general understanding of the existence of an omnipotent, all powerful, all loving and merciful God with all the infinite superlative attributes combined that are beyond and above human description who transcends time and space, conceived of as the majestic, "supernatural creator and overseer of the universe," and the source and compass of all morality but we rarely pertain to God as someone possessing a sense of humor which is quite contrary to the generally accepted persona of a godly character that is usually within the standards of all seriousness, conventionalized and subdued nature, rather than joking and half-hearted representation.

It gives me great delight to assume that God does have the most amazing sense of humor, and could crack the best punch line of all time without trying too hard. Besides, it is our Christian core belief that Jesus Christ, the Second Person of the Holy Trinity, is simultaneously fully divine and fully human, thus, God’s human nature could superficially support my purely hypothetical assumption of God cracking up a joke or two, or getting a laugh out of the situations derived from our self-profiting interests with self-centered wants and our clouded concept of needs, or maybe God playing some kind of trick on me, etc.

Does God really work this way? Does He ridicule us and create a mockery of us when we opt to deviate from His ways and follow our lead and inclinations instead? Let’s keep in mind though that God the Father gave His only begotten Son to be born only to die for us, so it doesn't quite fit in to associate God getting a laugh out from our unfortunate circumstances. Remember that God is the source of all happiness and He takes delight in every joy that we have, He does not take comfort in our sorrows but rather takes action to counterbalance our sadness.

So instead of wondering if God has a sense of humor, it might be more appropriate to infer that our God is a God of surprises, who has the tendency to respond to our needs uniquely personal with a twinge of mirth and humor, and completely different from what we anticipate to receive, not because He wants to contradict or aggravate us and make us uncomfortable but He knows what's best for us; He undeniably reads the hearts well, magnificently distinguishes the maladies of the soul, and gently covers the surface punctuated by injuries with unrestricted endearment and affection of no boundaries.

Either way, God loves to see us smiling, chuckling and busting a move or two in our euphoric moments! He chuckles and celebrates right along with us, and loves to see us take great pleasure in it. When the time comes that we acknowledge our flawed human reaction and learn to accept the fact that God's plan turns out to be the best decision ever made (even if it initially caused us to squirm), we could have assumed that God was exercising His sense of humor but in all reality, He was certainly surprising us with what He already knew to be the best in the first place. He is the Master of the plan after all.

What Sin?

When God says, " I absolve you from your sins," believe that God really meant it. We are mindful of our lack of love when we stand before it. When we did something in the past that we regret of doing, and lay it before God, He'd say: " I will pulverize it, and I will remember it no more! What sin?" That is the power of God when He forgives us...when He heals us. Leave the sins of the past in the past. Let not the past cloud our perception of the future. The mercy of God is simply awesome!

Most Worthwhile

Various experiences in one’s life often create a certain aura of transient instability that motivates most people to deviate from the norm and go beyond the predictable. We sometimes find ourselves in situations that we wouldn’t normally indulge into or pay any attention to, not because we don’t care but partially because we are scared, or we simply just don’t want to get involved. Such reasoning often negates the possibilities of great things to come. The light at the end of the tunnel is almost always missed but if we allow ourselves to sail through the shaded surface, we might be surprised and delighted to discover that something valuable and remarkable lies beneath it despite the turbulences and crookedness of the path. The things that we are scared of are usually the most worthwhile. At some point, we need to move from not being scared to being bold; defeat it and be released from being trapped.

When We Say Nothing At All

Why can’t we ever do anything at the very important moments? We are caught off-guard and we become so quiet with a sense of awkwardness and yet we grasp a conscious awareness of what we truly feel towards the person(s) and our emotions become evident at a comparatively brief period of time. For a brief moment, the concept of an unforeseen self awareness emerges. No need for words. A simple smile, a touch of a hand or simply a spontaneous eye contact suddenly becomes the mechanism of conveying our affection and it makes all the difference. What we do is far more significant than what we say.