Red Envelopes

Last night I wrote out four red envelopes to send to President Obama on behalf of The Red Envelope Project. We chose to send 4 envelopes representing the 4 kids each of our parents have.

The envelope is empty and on the back is the message:
This envelope represents one child who died in abortion. It is empty because that life was unable to offer anything to the world. Responsibility begins with conception.

Do I think this is going to change anything? Probably not. But I so wished it did. Maybe the flood of red envelopes at the White House will soften Obama's heart toward abortion.

The sanctity of human life is something that strikes a chord deep within me. Even though I don't have any children, I love kids. Cousins, nephews, nieces. Babies of coworkers and friends. There is something special about a child. Jesus even speaks regarding this in Matthew 18.

At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, "Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?" He called a little child and had him stand among them. And he said: "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. "And whoever welcomes a little child like this in my name welcomes me."

The statistics on abortion are ridiculous. I remember feeling disgusted when I heard about this. Actually, I'm still disgusted about it. I don't consider myself to be interested in politics. There's frankly too much to follow. Everyday a bazillion things are going on all around the world. I don't pretend that having being pregnant when you didn't expect it, plan it, or want it wouldn't be hard. But how anyone can choose to play God and end an innocent life is beyond me.

If you read this, please say a prayer for the thousands of women who face the decision to choose life or choose to end life. There's so much hurt in this world. And this is just the tip of the iceberg. God be near.