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When I was in second grade, my family and I read a wonderful book called Left to Tell by Immaculee Ilibigiza. It is about a woman who survived the Rwandan holocaust through her faith and love of God. In the book, there was a part where a pregnant mother, who was being hunted by the Extremists, was caught, and stabbed through the stomach. My first thought was, “What about the baby?” As a second grader, I did not really understand what all of this exactly meant. I knew what death was, but not in its entirety. I began thinking about the life the baby could have had. What if the mother had survived the holocaust? What if the child had grown up in a safe environment? Maybe the child could have gone to school. Maybe he/she could have gone to college. Maybe he/she could have done great things, like win the Nobel prize, cure cancer, or almost anything else. He/she might have been the one who brought peace to the world. But we would never find out, because that future was lost, in one moment. One terrible decision changed the course of the future.

 

What would the future of an aborted baby be? Could he/she become the next Stephen Hawking? Could he become a leader of a country? Could he stop a war? All of this we can’t know, and we really will never know. Because of one decision, the child , cannot fulfill his destiny.

 

Children are God’s greatest gift. A gift is something that is not given without reason. It is entrusted to us because the giver believes we are responsible enough to take care of it, and we should not take that faith lightly. What if you were given the responsibility of taking care of the child that would save mankind? The Blessed Virgin Mary was given this task, and she most certainly did not take it lightly. What if she had decided, ” I don’t want to take care of this baby.” Where would we be?

 

Every child is so worth it. If you are reading this, then your parents obviously though it was worth it. All the midnight feeding, the tantrums, the rebellious behavior, the deceit, and the tears. But they didn’t do it for those things. They did it out of love for you. Always remember you are loved, no matter who you are, where you come from, what color your skin is, or anything else. God loves you so much, that he gave his only son for you, and that is all that matters.

 

I hope this blog does more than just open your eyes. I hope it opens your heart.

 

-Charity