Lessons from Literature: A mother’s sacrifice

“All right, boys and girls,” the librarian said, clapping her hands. “Sit down campfire style.”...

I hate abortion—but I’m glad I know Kim.

It’s 5:30AM. My alarm clock goes off. Groggily, I turn it off and roll out...

Tolerance, abortion, and Africa

We hear it everywhere: “Believe what you want to believe, but don’t force your beliefs...

Is our value based on how others feel about us?

Children born where abortion is legal KNOW they are wanted. I blinked twice. Was she...

A Reflection on Ireland

The evening was comfortably warm. The heat of the day had subsided and a breeze...

A Busy Pro-Lifer’s Mother’s Day Reflection

As a family that travels for work quite a bit and are often on the...

Abortion at 7 months: A horrific reality

I’ve studied abortion and the reality of the different abortion procedures many times, but every...

Abortion Awareness Project: Darkness and Light

It’s an unassuming building on a quiet street; squat and red-bricked, with a short, neat...

When abortion became reality for me

Memories are simultaneously wonderful and strange. At times they come to the fore without having...

Telling the truth, even when it’s hard to hear

I was listening to the Bridgehead Radio Show the other day, and something in Jonathon’s...