If You’re Going to Be Pro-Life, Be Pro-Life

I’m pro-life. That’s not a surprise to anyone who knows me. It’s probably annoyingly (to some) obvious and overstated. And while I guess you could technically describe me as being anti-abortion, that’s not the term I would use to describe myself. My mind still has trouble comprehending the fact that this is an issue we fight about. Argue about. Filibuster about. At the risk of being overly simplistic, it seems overwhelmingly obvious that murder is bad, particularly the murder of innocent babies. I’m not opposed to people having choice, but I’m absolutely for being given the opportunity to live. So in the abortion debate, “pro-life” is really the best description and one I will continue to use without shame.

I choose that description because I believe in life. I believe that every single soul created by God is precious and loved by Him. God loves the world. God loved sinners. God is patient because of His love and His desire for everyone to saved. In his letter to the church in Corinth, Paul looks at the attitude of Jesus as the basis for Paul’s own attitude toward humanity and mission on earth:

“For the love of Christ controls us, because we have concluded this: that one has died for all, therefore all have died; and he died for all, that those who live might no longer live for themselves but for him who for their sake died and was raised.  From now on, therefore, we regard no one according to the flesh. Even though we once regarded Christ according to the flesh, we regard him thus no longer.” 2 Corinthians 5:14-16

Pro-life is not a one-issue title. It’s not just about abortion. It is caring about the lives of other humans that were created in the image of God.

Being pro-life is about believing that life is equal. Being a Christian who is pro-life is about believing that all life is created by God and, if absolutely nothing else, that is enough to give it value.

So if that’s the case, and we’re really pro-life, then it’s time for us to start being really pro-life.

Last week held such mixed emotions for me. On one hand, I was overjoyed at the showing of people who were committed to protecting the lives of the unborn. That’s important. Of all the causes in the world today, that’s pretty high on my list. But on the other hand, I was absolutely heartbroken for the fate of those fleeing for their life being told they weren’t welcome. That the solace and comfort they are in desperate need of wouldn’t be found with us.

Pro-life is not a one-issue title. It’s not just about abortion. It is caring about the lives of other humans that were created in the image of God.

Being pro-life means not treating others like objects, but seeing them as human being deserving of love and compassion.

It means when rape and sexual assault occur, we should be appalled and sympathetic to the victims, because people have forgotten that they are God’s and not to be used for their own personal pleasure. That we don’t find humor in, justify, or explain away demeaning actions and words toward those who would be treated like sexual playthings by those who believe it is their right to do so.

It means we should all care about race-based violence and doing our parts to see it come to an end, because belonging to God has absolutely nothing to do with skin color and choosing sides based on your DNA is a completely un-Biblical approach to the world.

It means when there are those who are literally fleeing for their lives, whose homes have been destroyed, who are hopeless and frantically looking for a refuge, we have to care. We have to be compassionate. We have to (and this is really the absolute very least) not rejoice in the fact that they’re being turned away with no idea of where they’ll turn to next while our hardened hearts are just happy to continue sitting in safe, comfortable houses and mindlessly scroll through social media.

I have a difficult impossible time believing the same One who taught thatas you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to me” would be in any way proud of His children celebrating those in need being turned away and cruelly ignored.

Pro-life means caring about life. All life. About those that God loves and wants to be saved from their sins just as much as He wanted you when you were still living in yours. And that has nothing to do with age. It has nothing to do with gender. It has nothing to do with race. It has nothing to do with socioeconomic status. It has nothing to do with something as silly and ever-changing as arbitrary geographical boundaries. Human. That’s it. Regarding “no one according to the flesh”. Existing is the only litmus test there is. Because if we only care about some lives and not others, then I’m afraid that the charges of hypocrisy against Christianity are far more true than we want to admit.

Love people. Preach Jesus. Show compassion. Don’t limit it to who you believe is worthy. Be pro-life. Actually pro-life.

“Then the righteous will answer him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? And when did we see you a stranger and welcome you, or naked and clothe you? And when did we see you sick or in prison and visit you?’ And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me.’” Matthew 25:37-40

In Him,

Lauren

Lauren Bookout
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I'm an Oklahoma girl living in Louisiana with my amazing husband Travis, and our sweet, busy son Oliver. My Masters is in school counseling and I love using that background to work with girl of all ages who are trying to find their place in the world and, more importantly, in God's church. When I'm not doing that, I stay busy as a photographer, speaker, and general preacher's wifery. I love my family, Oklahoma and Texas, being outdoors, wanderlusting, college football, and whatever whimsy is currently on my mind, but I try to live my life serving God in all that I do.

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