Washed in the Blood

I am sure that most of you are well acquainted with the Planned Parenthood sting videos by now. And while there are so many things that I keep meaning to write about, this subject is just so heavy right now that it seems silly to write about anything else. So here I am again, wanting to express how deeply grateful I am for this opportunity. So thankful for the heaviness. For the angry responses we see from friends who don't agree with us. So thankful for the mercy of this opportunity. Thankful to see other Christians emboldened to speak out. To name this wickedness for what it is , an offense against a Holy God.

Abortion has been legal in the US for my entire life. It has been something of a pagan national symbol for us, and in spite of all the efforts of pro-lifers, it has maintained a protected status. We could picket outside of the city walls and be sad about what was happening inside of those city walls, but did any of us ever really expect to breach those city walls? And yet here, with these sting videos, a huge hole was blown in the wall , and surprised though we all were, this is our chance to flood through that gap.

Abortion is not some fringe issue in our country, and that is why I think the question of whether or not to join in this fight is not really optional for Christians. Abortion is the centerpiece of our culture's pagan idolatry in the same way that the Lord's table is the centerpiece of our faith. We partake of human sacrifice too. We know that we need human sacrifice too. We are people who do not have blood on our hands, but instead have been washed in the blood of another. We are clean, but it is not because there has not been blood. We are clean only because of The Blood.

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