That’s the counsel I was given this morning after emailing a dear friend in tears.
(I was the one in tears, not my friend.)
(Still, what a buzz kill for her this morning!)
That’s what I get, though, for watching hidden videos taken at abortion clinics. That’s what I get for clicking through on those links. My tears fell onto the 4-month-old in my arms and I wondered, what have we come to in this once great country?
Enough. I’m guarding my heart as per the advice of my friend who, coincidentally, I met through blogging. I’m looking away from Facebook and toward my prayer book, wherein (through my tears) I read these words this morning:
“My child, people are frequently faced with choices in their earthly life. Choices big or small, important or unimportant, are being made every day by everyone. When one chooses one thing, he usually gives up something else. You cannot have everything which you desire. At times you will have to choose some things in preference to others.”
I have to step away from all the abortion coverage. I need to choose things that will keep my peace, like…
…hanging out with a kid in his sister’s headband. He looks like that guy from Juno, don’tcha think?
(the pint-sized “Mayonnaise Edition”)
He looks a lot like the guy in Juno, which, coincidentally, is a very Pro-Life film. Have you seen it? The fact is, we live in a country where abortion is neither as safe nor as rare as our president would hope.
It is, to his “credit”, legal.