I could not be in Washington for the March for Life yesterday. But I was there last year, along with over 200,000 others. You probably did not see us on the news. The “mainstream” media do not want you to see the diversity of ages, races, creeds and backgrounds who show up in Washington every January by the hundreds of thousands to protest the American abortion regime. This year, an estimated 400,000 attended.
The March is preceded and followed by two very different sets of speakers. Before the March, out on the National Mall, there is a Rally for Life at which pro-life activists, ministers, Congressmen and Senators take the podium, with a huge sound system that can be heard all the way out to the edges of the six-figures-strong crowd of people. It’s one of the biggest gatherings in Washington, but many national news media do not cover the event at all. You especially won’t see photos of any of these speakers in the news. Here’s why: Immediately behind whoever’s speaking, forming a solid line across the stage, is a silent, shoulder-to-shoulder row of brave women, each holding a black sign with white lettering: “I REGRET MY ABORTION.” It is nearly impossible to take a photograph of any speaker without those signs showing up in your picture. So the media simply take no pictures. They can’t have the American public knowing that abortion hurts women. Not when they’ve built this whole murderous structure on an absurd fiction of “empowerment” and “choice” for women. As Hitler’s propaganda chief Josef Goebbels said, repeat the lie enough times and eventually people will believe it.
But doesn’t every one of us know better? Haven’t we all seen what abortion has done to women we know who’ve had them? If we’re honest, we know that it has mutilated them emotionally even when it hasn’t left lasting effects physically. But, it’s human nature to resist change, and we’ve gotten so used to abortion… and so we, as a society, keep on trying to convince ourselves that abortion is not that big a deal — and the media are only too eager to keep trying to prop up that fiction.
After the Rally on the Mall, the March begins, with the very front contingent of that whole enormous crowd being the women — and men — of the Silent No More movement. Those women with the black “I regret my abortion” signs are joined by men carrying black signs that say “Men regret lost fatherhood.” These men are even more ignored by the media than the post-abortive women are. The whole abortion debate tends to focus on the mother and the child — as if the man who did the impregnating doesn’t even exist. In all the rhetoric about “choice,” abortion advocates are scandalously silent about the fact that abortion is hardly ever what one would call a completely free “choice”; it is almost always done under pressure, real or perceived, from parents, bosses, and… the men involved. Some of these men come to regret having pressured their girlfriends/wives to abort. Some men, on the other hand, beg their girlfriends not to abort — but since our warped legal system cuts the man completely out of it, the woman has the absolute legal right to kill the child that it took both of them to conceive. In still other cases, men do not even find out that their girlfriend was pregnant until after the child has already been killed.
On the Silent No More YouTube channel, there are nearly two hundred testimonies by these women and men. (More than 6,000 such speeches have been given all over the U.S. by people such as these.) You will notice that all of them list their full names. No anonymity here. They want the whole wide world to know who they are. Through what is sometimes a long process, have been healed of their shame. They have no secrets to hide any more. Quite the contrary: Now that they walk in truth, no longer living a lie, now that they have accepted forgiveness, and are no longer trying to hide from God and from themselves, they consider it their mission to tell others their stories — in the hope that others faced with an unplanned pregnancy will be spared from going through the hell that they themselves have gone through, having killed a child who can never be brought back.
You will also notice that all the men and women read from their own prepared notes, rather than speaking extemporaneously. There are several reasons for this. One is that each of them has put a lot of time, toil and tears into writing their unique, personal story. They do not want to risk getting flustered or breaking down and not being able to communicate it the way they had wanted to. And of course, the odds of goofing up or forgetting some important detail increase tremendously when one is dealing with such a huge emotional subject, with such painful memories, and involving the deepest, most personal parts of oneself.
One person after another came to the little podium with the small portable sound system to give their testimony. The sun sank lower and lower, the temperature dropped, the crowd thinned to a trickle — but still they went on, in the bitter cold and darkness, telling their stories, even though the crowd of spectators dwindled down to less than a dozen of us by the time the last speaker had her turn. It became clear to me that not only were they telling their stories for the world to hear — because by the end, the audience had become so small — but it was the telling of the story, in itself, that was such an important part of their own healing.
I am posting here the testimonies of three of the women who made the strongest impressions on me that day.
Although the video here of Angelina Steenstra was taken at the 2009 March, her speech here is exactly what I remember from when I heard her speak last year. She broke my heart.
The next video is of Cheryl Carey. I did not personally see this speech because Cheryl was one of the first speakers at the Supreme Court, and I was one of the last to arrive there, since the March crowd was over a mile long, and I was near the tail end. However, I had the incredible blessing of meeting Cheryl in the hotel later that evening, completely by “chance.” (Meaning: God arranged it!) She is an amazing person. We had a long heart-to-heart talk, even though we’d never met each other before, and may never meet again (in this life). She is one of those people who just glows. That glow doesn’t come through in this video as it did in our one-to-one conversation — but that only goes to show that even when one has been fully reconciled and forgiven and healed, the scars from abortion are still incredibly deep.
In the case of this next video, I can tell you: I was right there at that moment. I was standing just a few feet away from the camera as it filmed this speech. I remember Patricia in a special way because she reminded me so much of several women I have known — women who look so much the very stereotype of “the nice girl next door” — and who had abortions because they didn’t want anyone to find out they’d been “bad.”
There are several very important themes in common in the experiences of these three very different women.
Did you notice?
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