A Historic Opportunity

Today the kids and I went downtown with our friends the Beardsleys to be a part of the March for Life. The east end of the mall was wall to wall people, all of us there to protest legalized abortion and pray that the people of our country will come to recognize the dignity of each person from conception to natural death. It may have been less orderly than Tuesday's inauguration (which we watched on TV), but DC was filled with many courteous and helpful souls. A man on the metro shook my hand and told me it was a privilege to meet me. A woman cheerfully helped us squeeze into the tiny metro elevator. Everywhere we walked, teenagers oohed and awed over baby Joseph asleep in a carrier on my back, and older men helped me move the double stroller up and down curbs. And the Beardsleys were there helping manage the troops and making sure no child got left behind. The kids were troopers. Even though they were tired by the end of the walk, they were all excited to have stood up for what is right and were full of questions about how people cannot realize that abortion is murder and when will it end. I wonder the same thing.














Here is Thomas in front of the Supreme Court, and Maria and MacKenzie happy that we have finished the march. Above Mary Chris, Carter, Ronan, and Thomas pose in front of John Paul the Great HS's "Life is Great" sign on the Mall. Blog header is Anthony with the Washington Monument whited out behind him.