Friday, January 22, 2010

Come hell or high water

Today I embark on my sixth March for Life in Washington, D.C. Each year is a little different, though the pictures always look the same...people of all ages, bundled in parkas, boots, scarves, hats...mittened hands hoisting signs in the air or bare fingers reciting the rosary. The sounds range from enthusiastic chanting to quiet praying to babies babbling or crying, to bagpipes and lutes playing. People from across the nation join me today. I join them. We pray and walk together to remember the children lost. To demand that their rights be recognized..to demand that the brothers and sisters of my human family be protected.

This is not a sentiment that lasts only one day. In every area, we strive to let the pro-life truths touch and change our lives. There is support for those who make the courageous decision to choose life for their child...and healing for those who have experienced abortion in the past.

Father in Heaven, you hear the cries of your little ones who are lost each day. Look with favor on us as we march today. Purify our hearts and enflame us with love that will change the world.

1 comment:

  1. Those are very beautiful words. Perhaps one day I will be able to make it to a march and experience what you have described.

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