Pro-abortion Activists are Crabby People

In Bismarck, ND,
there is no Planned Parenthood office and the only abortion clinic in the
state—one too many—is in Fargo.  A lot of
us want to keep it that way.  So when a
Planned Parenthood riverboat cruise on the Missouri River was
announced, pro-lifers organized a prayer rally nearby.

The cruise was
to raise money for PP yet, college students were free. Future investments, I
suppose.  A stone’s throw from their line
to get on the boat, around 200 people prayed for unborn babies and for those
harmed by abortion. And we prayed for crabby people who hate us—those radical
pro-abortion activists who bristle and spit nails whenever they get near a prolife
gathering.  Have you noticed?

During this
particular gathering, the two groups did not interact beyond the woman who
called us  #$@&%*! 
and told us to get over our damned selves.  Sigh. 
It’s not about us.  Our group prayed and sang for an hour.

Afterwards,
inspired by the angry teacher, I contemplated the fact that pro-abortion
advocates are very angry people. They are prone to saying ugly things to those who defend life.  If you’ve prayed in front of an abortion clinic, you know what I mean.  On
social media, things can really get ugly where it’s not unusual to see people
being told it’s a shame their mother didn’t abort them. 

In the pro-life
world, manners are key.  We disavow
ourselves of anyone who does not uphold love and peace. The culture of death is
not so genteel.  But of course, choosing
death for a baby, condoning their dismemberment for profit, and claiming it’s
all about women’s rights is a wound that shows. Pro-lifers may be their target,
but it is themselves whom they are really angry at.  When reality hits and a woman or man
associated with abortion seeks healing, it is the pro-lifers that open their
arms and hearts to them.   

We don’t get
angry. We get sad.  Yet, as we gather,
lifting our prayers to God, there is also a joy that comes from joining in
faith, hope, and love. It is a sharing in divine love that surpasses all
evil. The other side often paints us as crazy. 
Perhaps they are right.  Because
it is crazy to pray for those who lash out at us.  But it is the kind of craziness Jesus taught
us—to give mercy in return for his mercy on us.

We know that when
the grace from our prayers melt their hearts and open their eyes, their
testimony will help lead others to the truth. So we pray for that angry teacher
and all the other angry souls.  May they find
truth and healing.