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Getting on my soapbox

I do not get on a soapbox often. At least, not on my blog.  I started the blog to journal about our family life so family members who live far away can see what goes on in our daily life.  But today, I am upset enough to get on my soapbox.  Indulge me.

This morning, I received an email from a friend that stated everyone should watch this video.  Please click play.



I cried while watching the video.  Maybe after viewing countless children from around the world on Waiting Child lists that have similar disabilities as Emmanuel just waiting for a family, waiting to be adopted and seeing this man who was adopted and how his life can speak to the beauty of all life . . . well, it is touching. 

And then I was on Facebook and a friend posted a link to this article:

Jury Gives Parents $4.5 Million Because They Missed Chance to Abort Disabled Son

Read the article.  Yes, their son is missing his arms and one leg.  And the parents were upset because they missed the chance to abort him.  And they wanted 9 million dollars because they feel they were wronged.  Really??

Putting aside the fact that that boy will grow up knowing that his parents preferred that he were dead and the damage that will do to that boy, that could be a topic for a whole other blog post, this article made me angry.  Do we devalue life that much? I know the answer to that question.  Abortions occur everyday in this nation.  Children are left on street corners in China because the baby is not the perfect boy; the one child the family is permitted to have.  Children, like Emmanuel, and like Nick Vujicic, are disregarded and "thrown away" simply because of their disabilities.

 But what the video from the X Factor shows and what the life of Nick Vujicic so clearly shows is that every life is precious.  Parents of children with Down Syndrome can attest to what a gift of love their children are.  We can learn something from EVERY LIFE and sometimes, those with disabilities, can teach us more about love, more about life, and more about God than we could ever learn in our so-called "perfectness." 

Everyone deserves a chance to life.  Every life is precious. Every. Single. One.

 

Stepping off the soapbox now.

Comments

  1. wonderfully said. If this is your soapbox, I could listen to some more of these!

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  2. i tested high for down's syndrome on my msafp test with my son and got a "special" ultrasound. the week before, everyone was freaking out about it except me. i was going to love my baby regardless of whether they had down's or not. he ended up being delivered by emergency c-section at 29 weeks (thank you pre-eclampsia) and is developmentally delayed. it can be frustrating some days but he's a love and i'm getting to watch him go through milestones that i would have missed otherwise.

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  3. This gets my blood boiling as well! It makes me wonder what is the matter with people and what happened to love and compassion in the world? I agree with you whole heartedly!

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  4. I needed a tissue after that video. With all that we've been through with my little Max, I still can't imagine life without him. Every child is a gift!

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