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Rape and Abortion

Yet another politician has gotten himself into dangerous territory over the topic of abortion and rape, this time Republican Richard Mourdock

“I know there are some who disagree, and I respect their point of view, but I believe that life begins at conception,” Mourdock said at a debate with Democratic opponent Rep. Joe Donnelly and libertarian Andrew Horning. “The only exception I have to have an abortion is in that case of the life of the mother.”

Mourdock added: “I just struggled with it myself for a long time but I came to realize: Life is that gift from God that I think even if life begins in that horrible situation of rape, that it is something that God intended to happen.”
Oh, vey.

I *think* I know what he meant to say, but he said what he said. Do I think that God intends violent acts to be visited upon people? No. Do I think an innocent child should die because of that act? No.

I don't really know the circumstances surrounding my children's conception (in case you're new here, my five kids are all adopted, same birth mom). Given her lifestyle, it is very likely that at least one of them is the conception of rape, and it would have been very easy for the birth mom to choose abortion. For whatever reasons, she didn't choose abortion for these five children.

And I am glad.

I don't believe that God intends rape. But I believe that God intended for each of my children to be. Where does that put me on this scale? Not sure. But I know that I have five incredible people in my life, ones I cannot imagine life without.


  1. I was actually thinking about this the other day. The conclusion I came to was this:

    Of course God doesn't intend rape. God /is/ goodness, beauty, etc. God could never want or intend evil. Evil, or sin, is the result when man, or some other creation, rejects God. God often allows evil to happen, that is, allow man to exercise his free will and reject God, but he doesn't intend or want that rejection, sin. Sin hurts him grievously. So obviously God would never intend rape, although he may allow it to happen, because he gave man free will.

    However, God's plan always finds a way to work. Good triumphs in the end. Does this mean that children conceived because of rape always have a "happy ending"? Of course not, because rape is not the only evil in the world. Children of rape may face other evils, such as abortion. However, God always finds a way for his plan to work. It may not make any sense to us, but we know it will work in the end.

    I once heard a great analogy, dealing with of our perceptive of God's plan. God's plan is like a awesome, beautiful tapestry; however, we only get to see the back of the tapestry, here on earth. If you've ever seen the back of a tapestry, or any embroidery, you'll know it looks wild, with no pattern, or order. However, when you see the front, you recognize pieces you saw in the back, and you think "THAT'S what that thread was doing." So even though we may not understand God's plan now, we will, hopefully, later.

    If I may add onto this analogy: our works here on earth are the threads of the tapestry. When we do something, anything, we give God a thread. If we give God a truly great work, like our lives, we give God a thread, with which he makes something spectacular. Now, we only see the back of the tapestry, so when he weaves our thread in, we may think, "Now what the heck is he doing?" But we know that God knows what he's doing, and it really isn't our place to criticize God anyway.
    When we do something average, like raise a family, we give God a thread. He takes it, and weaves into something good. Maybe not something spectacular, but not everyone is called to live a spectacular life. When we do evil, we also give God a thread. God takes this thread and weaves it also into his tapestry. It then also becomes part of his tapestry, his plan. So while God may not have intending for us to give him that thread, he still takes it and weaves it into his awe-inspiring tapestry. Thus, the evil, although God didn't intend it, becomes part of God's plan.

    To clarify, the message is not, "Hey, do whatever you want, God will work it out!" God will "work it out" but he may not be very happy about it. Remember Noah? He worked that out, but it didn't go very well with the people who were doing evil.

    I think Mr. Mourdock was trying to say something to this effect.

    On a slightly different note, rape is not justification for abortion. I'm not going to write a big long thing about it, because I've already written a big long thing. But I will say this: It is always, always better to suffer evil than to do evil.

    Sorry that was so long. Thoughts?


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