How this pro-life activist felt when Roe got aborted.
Pro-life supporters hug outside the U.S. Supreme Court in Washington, D.C., on June 24, 2022. - The U.S. Supreme Court on Friday overturned the landmark 1973 Roe v. Wade decision. | MANDEL NGAN/AFP via Getty ImagesRefresh. Refresh. Refresh. I had to keep reloading the Supreme Court’s official page. Was today finally going to be the day that justice would be done?
Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. Every 10 minutes the Highest Court in the land incites high blood pressure on Order Issuance Day. Famously giving a play-by-play on SCOTUSblog, those posting their thoughts and predictions had no more insight than I did.
Refresh. Refresh. Re-. There it was. Dobbs v. Jackson Women’s Health Organization! My heart pounded in disbelief. The final ruling had been released! Just as I was going to click on the link, my phone rang. It was my wife, Bethany, crying. I could hear a lot of noise in the background. She couldn’t get her words out. For a moment, I was terrified. It’s crazy how a split-second can feel like eternity.
“They did it. They did it. Roe was overturned,” she said weeping.
My soul cried out: “Thank you, Jesus! Thank you, Jesus!”
Bethany was at the annual Pro-Life Women’s Conference and had to go, but we shared that historic moment as a couple who have been fighting this battle for years with everything within us. Through death threats, smeared reputations, losses of life-long friendships, near bankruptcy, health collapse, lawsuits, and triumphs … we knew we would one day see this day. We just didn’t know the time was right around that seemingly elusive corner.
How many people give up just moments before the awaited miracle? How many retreat from the battle when the other side was just about to raise the white flag?
When we stepped into this fight through the organization we created — The Radiance Foundation — we quickly learned what Scripture means when it says: “For when I am weak, then I am strong.” We never could have made it on our own. That strength is not natural. It’s supernatural.
That’s what this whole battle for Life is about. It’s far beyond the political. It’s spiritual. The world claims “you’re strong” but then peddles weakness. It casts the sacrifice of others as empowering, but it’s merely a lie stitched together by weak euphemisms. Our national wound, 64 million lives deep, can never be healed by hucksters offering their latest pink bandages of fake feminism. It can only be healed by a renewing of our hearts and minds, prompted by moral laws and a spiritual revival. CP.
