Today, almost 900 babies will die in a Planned Parenthood building. Instead of healing and helping lives, white lab coats will end lives. And while it seems many people are reconsidering what abortion is, in part to these unbelievable undercover videos by the Center for Medical Progress, I’m more disturbed and unsettled than ever. Yes, I’m disturbed and saddened by the high-handed and legalized murder of the smallest among us. I’m terrified by the Molech-echoing wickedness from our President who hissed, “God bless you,” to Planned Parenthood (Lev. 18:21). No, Mr. President. Cecile Richards, President of Planned Parenthood, is the High Priest of Molech, and our President helps build her altars.
But that’s not all that disturbs me.
I’m disturbed by my lack of prayer for the unborn.
I’m disturbed by my lack of zeal for the unborn.
I confessed to our church at a recent prayer meeting how the murder of hundreds of thousands of babies—every year—has, to my shame, been out of sight, out of mind. That’s true for many of us. But these videos have brought the underbelly of organ trafficking to our sight. The Center for Medical Progress shows the deeds of darkness done under fluorescent lights.
I cannot, and will not, be the same.
While in turmoil over what is happening in these clinics, as I’ve turned to pray, I run out of words. It’s a lot of groans, sighs, and single sentence prayers. “Oh, God, please.” Hearing Senators defend Planned Parenthood, and droves stand for their cause—even as #PPSellsBaby Parts—leaves me speechless.
But God’s word, and God himself, is our rock. He gives me words.
Today, I read and prayed Psalm 94. This inspired word guided me through my heart, this evil, and the Lord of Hosts. I’ve highlighted the verses that struck me. May they strike us all.
1 O LORD, God of vengeance,
O God of vengeance, shine forth!
2 Rise up, O judge of the earth;
repay to the proud what they deserve!
3 O LORD, how long shall the wicked,
how long shall the wicked exult?
4 They pour out their arrogant words;
all the evildoers boast.
5 They crush your people, O LORD,
and afflict your heritage.
6 They kill the widow and the sojourner,
and murder the fatherless;
7 and they say, “The LORD does not see;
the God of Jacob does not perceive.”
Psa. 94:8 Understand, O dullest of the people!
Fools, when will you be wise?
9 He who planted the ear, does he not hear?
He who formed the eye, does he not see?
10 He who disciplines the nations, does he not rebuke?
He who teaches man knowledge—
11 the LORD—knows the thoughts of man,
that they are but a breath.
Psa. 94:12 Blessed is the man whom you discipline, O LORD,
and whom you teach out of your law,
13 to give him rest from days of trouble,
until a pit is dug for the wicked.
14 For the LORD will not forsake his people;
he will not abandon his heritage;
15 for justice will return to the righteous,
and all the upright in heart will follow it.
Psa. 94:16 Who rises up for me against the wicked?
Who stands up for me against evildoers?
17 If the LORD had not been my help,
my soul would soon have lived in the land of silence.
18 When I thought, “My foot slips,”
your steadfast love, O LORD, held me up.
19 When the cares of my heart are many,
your consolations cheer my soul.
20 Can wicked rulers be allied with you,
those who frame injustice by statute?
21 They band together against the life of the righteous
and condemn the innocent to death.
22 But the LORD has become my stronghold,
and my God the rock of my refuge.
23 He will bring back on them their iniquity
and wipe them out for their wickedness;
the LORD our God will wipe them out.
Our gospel compels us to love our neighbors, in the womb and in the lab coat. Even as they commit wickedness, even as they are still sinners, God’s grace is not beyond them. Jesus pays for the iniquity of all who believe in him. May Cecile Richards be born again, even as she keeps thousands from being born at all.