Tears of joy are being shed today in St. Patrick’s Ireland. I’m sure that if St. Patrick was still walking the Emerald Isles, he’d be crying today, too . . . but not for the same reason.
Hard as it is to believe, the excitement is over the legalization of killing babies in the womb. Women are rejoicing at finally having the choice to rid themselves of inconveniences aka babies. Why hasn’t any pro-abort woman ever stopped to think that while they want the freedom to be women with a choice over their body, they are often aborting as yet unborn females. Are they segregating themselves from a bunch of female-shaped fetal cells because they can’t see and hold those baby girls and refuse to even contemplate they might be doing away someone that would mean the world to them . . . BUT, only it was convenient.
Over the years, more and more proof (like any warm-blooded person really needed it) has come forth showing that babies in the womb hear you, respond to your voice and show up on ultrasounds as viable beings. Babies in the womb can also feel so being poisoned or ripped from limb to limb and dragged from the body of the only home they know up to then is a sad thought. God planned a much better welcome to the world for leaving the womb they called Mother for so long.
I wonder . . . do you think the snakes will come back to Ireland?