Say It Louder


White silence is violence.

I am white, I have remained silent, I have wondered, questioned, disbelieved.

I am part of the violence, one voice that has stayed silent, because my skin wasn’t targeted. Because I was continually told that I was privileged.

And for a long time, I thought that was an insult. But I have since learned that it is not. It is truly a privilege and an opportunity.

I wish they would only take me as I am
— Vincent Van Gogh

One of the people I admire the most doesn’t share my skin color. My co-workers don’t share my skin color. To me, it’s never mattered. To me, that made them prettier than I am, it made me marvel and admire our diversity.

The beauty and uniqueness of life.

But not to others. Others see my friends as less. See them was lives that don’t matter, lives that shouldn’t be lived.

I’m here to say that life matters.

Black lives matter. Asian lives matter. Unborn lives matter.

We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are different and yet the same.
— Anne Frank

I will never know what it’s like to not have the privileges of a white American girl. I’ll never know what it’s like, but that doesn’t mean I should stay in the shadows, hiding. It doesn’t mean I should doubt what’s happening.

It’s been happening for hundreds of years, to so many different colored skins.

I’m here to say that being white doesn’t make me better than anyone else. It just makes me sunburn. There is nothing about me that makes me better than you, nothing.

I’m human. I bleed the same color of blood. I breathe in oxygen and exhale carbon dioxide. I get dirty, I cry, I get angry, I get hurt.

There’s nothing that makes white people better than black people. Nothing. There’s nothing that makes white people better than Asians, or Hispanics, or any other kind of ethnicity. Nothing.

Can I say that loud enough?

“We are not to simply bandage the wounds of victims beneath the wheels of injustice, we are to drive a spoke into the wheel itself.”
― Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Murder is never okay, regardless of who does it to whom. Murder is condemned in the Word of God, and so we must not only give comfort to those hurt by this injustice, by this tragedy.

We must confront the root of the problem, we must stand and be heard. There is no time for us to wait around and see. No time for us to wonder at this tragedy.

It has happened. It has continued to happen. And it won’t end if we don’t stand together, regardless of our skin, and point out blatant facts.

Racism is wrong.

Discriminating is wrong.

Murder is wrong.

And why?

There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is no male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.
— Galatians 3:28


For God shows no partiality.
— Romans 2:11


Whoever takes a human life shall surely be put to death. You shall not murder.
— Leviticus 24:17, Exodus 20:13

Now is not the time to be silent, for whatever reason you might have. Now is not the time to worry about hate comments, about what others think about you, or even your stats. Now is not the time to wonder what your friends will say about an awkward conversation, or worry about how this will make you look.

If you do not speak, you are guilty.

Silence in the face of evil is itself evil: God will not hold us guiltless. Not to speak is to speak. Not to act is to act.
-Dietrich Bonhoffer

We must speak, we must act, we must resist silence. We must stand, face the problem, and work with those who are trying to eradicate it.

Regardless of your skin color, you matter.

Regardless of your ethnicity, you should stand.

Regardless of your privileges, you should speak.

Because all lives matter.

Because black lives matter.

I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality…. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.


What Determines Life?

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What determines life?  Is it being a breathing being?  Or is it that we can act, think, feel, and respond to those around us?  Are we alive because of the heart that beats multiple times every minute?

Is it that we can understand math, or that we can test things?  Does life have to do with interests?  Personalities?  Or is it only a physical thing?

What makes us alive?

In the medical field, as soon as the heartbeat stops, you’re dead and it’s called code blue, which means all medical personnel must do anything and everything to revive the person.  The heartbeat determines life.  It’s a symbol of life, and a healthy body.

And yet, in our country, we’re stopping beating hearts.  We’re saying that a heartbeat doesn’t mean that you’re alive.  A heartbeat doesn’t matter.

What do I mean by that?

You can kill a child after you can detect a heartbeat.  A heartbeat in our world doesn’t mean that the child growing inside its mother is alive.  In fact, it just means that a lump of cells are growing inside of the woman, and if she wishes to dispose of them, it’s legal and justifiable.

There are roughly 125,000 abortions conducted each day.

That means 125,000 hearts stop beating.  And if we say that a heartbeat determines life, like people have said for years, we’re killing 125,000 humans.  People.  Babies.  What scares me the most is that they’re being killed by medical personnel.

They’re being killed by the exact same people who would do anything to save the mother’s life if her heart stopped beating.  That would save your life if your heart stopped beating.  And why is this justified?  Why is it okay for them to save me and you, and yet kill that helpless child that hasn’t yet breathed?

It’s the mother’s right to kill her child.  You can’t tell her what to do with her body.  It’s just a lump of cells.  It can’t feel pain. 

No, it’s not a mother’s right to kill her child.  Yes, the mother had a right to decide what to do with her body, and she could have decided to have kept herself pure.  But she didn’t, and now there’s a life inside of her.  The baby isn’t just a lump of cells, and it’s not a part of the mother’s body.  Scientifically, at conception, the child is no longer a part of its mother’s body.  It’s a human.  The baby is alive.

In our country, law can be changed by whoever interrupts the law.  And where there are no absolutes, there is no such thing as absolute right and wrong.  That means that if someone says abortion is right, it’s right, and I can’t say it’s wrong.

But I believe in absolutes, and I believe in absolute right and wrong.

And I’m sorry if this is politically incorrect, but…

Murder is absolutely wrong.

Murder is condemned in the Word of God.  If a human life starts at conception, then abortion is murder, and murder is wrong.

I’m not saying this to make anyone guilty.  If you have had an abortion, or have counseled someone to have an abortion, you can be forgiven!  We have a marvelous God who is ready to forgive even the most sinful.  He is willing to save you, if you but confess your sins to Him. (Romans 3:23, 1 John 1:9)

I’m saying that abortion should be stopped in the United States.  

Not because I say it’s wrong, or because you say it’s wrong, but because God says it’s wrong.

Where does God say it’s wrong?  In Deuteronomy 24:16 it says, “The fathers shall not be put to death for the children, neither shall the children be put to death for the fathers: every man shall be put to death for his own sin.”  Children should not be killed because of the sin of the parents, whether that sin was rape, incest, or deliberate fornication.

Again in Ezekiel 18:20, the LORD says, “The soul that sinneth, it shall die. The son shall not bear the iniquity of the father, neither shall the father bear the iniquity of the son: the righteousness of the righteous shall be upon him, and the wickedness of the wicked shall be upon him.”

The child is not responsible for what is parents have done, and the child should not be killed.  Killing the child is considered murder.

The wonderful truths behind this is the forgiveness of God.  He forgives freely, and He forgives even the worst of sinners.  He forgives murderers.  If you have never heard the of God’s forgiveness, I encourage you to read the Bible and to find out more for yourself.

If you’re not satisfied with the Scripture I’ve listed today, there are even more passages that deal with murder and the forgiveness of God.

Please stand up to stop abortion.  Stand strong in the face of your peers, or those who disagree with you.  Abortion is an important topic, but as we stand up for it, remember that we are ambassadors for Christ.  We are to show others His love and peace.


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I Wasn’t Wanted

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Adopted children sometimes wonder,

What they did wrong,

They wonder why they weren’t wanted,

And I agree with their song.


My mother didn’t want me,

 I would have caused a mess.

So she thought that I was less

And left me with the waste that was deemed hazardous.


I never even cried,

I was not wanted,

My blood was spilt on the floor

Of an abortion clinic.


My father didn’t want me,

He might not have ever known

That he had a baby

That was sacrificed to Mammon’s throne.


I never had a voice,

I never could tell

Them how much they meant

Or if I was a boy or girl.


My family didn’t want me,

The time just wasn’t right.

I wouldn’t be happy,

And so they silenced my life.


I am not the only one,

There were many more

All silently crying out to God

Who saw us on the floor.


We might not be wanted

But God knew our distress

We might not have been considered,

The same as all the rest,


But God knew who we were,

He’s given us all names,

And someday He will take action

To restore our shattered brains.


We might not have been wanted,

But we would like to say

Keep speaking up for the babies

Who might be killed today.


Stand up, and cry!

For we never had our chance.

Stand up, and speak!

Our voice was stopped before we could even eat.


Someday God will hear

The cries of our blood.

Someday God will hear

The prayers of His saints.


And then, and then!  

Oh woe to them that did it!

And then, and then!

His wrath will be on them in a minute.


I was not wanted,

My father and my mother,

They now think back to the child

And wonder what it could have been like.


I was never wanted,

But now my mother cries.

Her precious angel child

Never had life.


I never was delivered,

And now my father wonders,

Would he have had a son,

Or was it a little daughter?


I was made by God,

And given to my parents

They neglected their charge,

And now I’m in Heaven’s places.


Mother, don’t weep,

Father, don’t cry.

Stand up and be firm

And stop others from dying.


A Voice for the Voiceless

There are 857,475 people who will not be graduating this year.  Why?  Because those children were aborted.  Killed before they even had a voice.  Killed before they could even cry.


People stand for cancer.  People call you heartless if you don’t re-pin a picture of a cancer patient.  I call you heartless if you do not stand for the unborn.  If you do not stand for what you believe in.

How many of you are pro-lifers?  How many of those pro-lifers went to stand at their capitols with other pro-lifers?  How many of you joined in that silent march for those silent children?


Today, my family and I went to stand for what we believe in.  We went to be a voice for the voiceless.

How many of you shudder when you think of what Hitler did in the Holocaust?  How many of you hurt for those Jews?  Today, right now!  We Americans are in a modern-day Holocaust.  We are mercilessly killing unborn children.  For what?  Because we don’t want them?

I will walk alone…If I have too.

Please!  Pray for repentance of our Nation!  Pray that the hearts of the mothers might be turned toward their children.  This week, I hope you joined fellow pro-lifers in standing for what you believe in…for it is only the cowards that stay away.

That wasn’t all that we did (or are doing) today.  Today is Rose’s birthday!  So go wish her happy birthday for me on our blog here.  We also met up with our “cousins” at the March for Life.

Selfie time! Left to right: Me, Miranda, Jaclynn, and Mandalynn

Jaclynn, Mandalynn, and Miranda are some of the most special people in my life.  Go check out their blogs and follow, for my sake if nothing else.  These girls inspire me to serve God to my fullest every time I see them. They are more amazing than I am ❤

Trying to get that dome in!

Remember, we are to be a voice for the voiceless.

Of course, cousin Peter wants a selfie with this famous blogger 😉