WRITTEN BY BILL...
I have been digging into pro-life apologetics and am now navigating through a philosophical treatise that argues against abortion and destructive embryonic stem cell research from a non-religious perspective. Science and logic indicate that humanness begins at conception when the combination of two haploid reproductive cells form a totally new and distinct diploid cell, with a unique and isolated and fully human genetic structure that left on its own and not acted upon destructively, will inevitably develop into an embryo, fetus and newborn. That is who we all were at the earliest stage of human life. The authors argue this point from science, medical knowledge, and philosophy, taking great pains to be concise and comprehensive. Purposely, they focus on the secular arguments, which while interesting, can only go so far, and fall flat somehow. The reason this is so, of course, is that these neglect or avoid any Divine foot from slipping through the door, and without that, there is really no basis for absolute good or absolute evil. It is all a diluted kind of secular soup that leaves the mind and heart wanting more. It occurs to me that the most powerful argument that can be put forth to protect the unborn at every stage of development was voiced 2000 years ago.
“Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets. (Matthew 7:12, NKJV).
Just a moment's consideration and you can see the effectiveness of this argument. Were this not applied to us in the womb, we would not be sitting here and typing or reading these words. Were it not applied to each one of us prior to birth we would not have been given the opportunity to experience all that our lives have offered us, good and bad. Were it not applied to us, we would not have been allowed to develop and grow and we would have been deprived of the most intrinsic right given to us by our Creator: the right to life.
There is no other argument necessary. There is no other moral or philosophical apologetic that needs to be said. While it is possible, and even admirable for a person to decide to sacrifice himself for the good of someone else, it is a violation of the above principle to compel such a sacrifice. Consequently, destructive embryonic stem cell research is utterly immoral. There is no conceivable justification to purposely create and destroy another human life solely for the possible benefit to an older instance of that same kind of life. Such an act, by literal definition, is inhuman.
The First July 4
I hear the thunder rolling, the fireworks booming
The sky is dark and Independence Day’s looming.
All across the country people are preparing, I know,
To celebrate a July 4 of two hundred and thirty-seven years ago.
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
What thoughts and passions lay in the hearts of men?
What fears and hopes did preside way back when?
What cares burdened the backs of that fateful generation,
That on July 4 in Independence Hall they signed their determination?
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
The precious pages of history do unfold America’s story,
Lading me with the treasures of the land of Old Glory,
Yet how can I ever know quite what it was to be alive that year,
Or share the hearts and souls of those who are no longer here?
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
The first Independence Day is closed to me, it’s true –
It belongs to those who shared it and knew –
But there is a thread that ties our generations together
Stretching through life and time like an invisible tether.
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
They fought for freedom, and they fought for the truth –
Man and woman, the aged and the youth,
Strove against evil, and stood for the good.
The Revolutionary War ended at Yorktown, but the real war never could.
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
Today is July 4, 2013, and Independence Day has come again;
A time to celebrate and commemorate the deed of way back when.
The thread of the common fight for good unites our generations still.
But how do we know it always will?
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
From 1776 to 2013 the torch is passed by those who’ve gone before,
The torch of America’s own battle in the midst of the ancient cosmic war.
So beneath the dark sky of this Independence Day’s first hours,
I look around and begin to believe that the first July 4 was…just like ours.
I hear the thunder rolling, the fireworks booming
The sky is dark and Independence Day’s looming.
All across the country people are preparing, I know,
To celebrate a July 4 of two hundred and thirty-seven years ago.
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
What thoughts and passions lay in the hearts of men?
What fears and hopes did preside way back when?
What cares burdened the backs of that fateful generation,
That on July 4 in Independence Hall they signed their determination?
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
The precious pages of history do unfold America’s story,
Lading me with the treasures of the land of Old Glory,
Yet how can I ever know quite what it was to be alive that year,
Or share the hearts and souls of those who are no longer here?
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
The first Independence Day is closed to me, it’s true –
It belongs to those who shared it and knew –
But there is a thread that ties our generations together
Stretching through life and time like an invisible tether.
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
They fought for freedom, and they fought for the truth –
Man and woman, the aged and the youth,
Strove against evil, and stood for the good.
The Revolutionary War ended at Yorktown, but the real war never could.
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
Today is July 4, 2013, and Independence Day has come again;
A time to celebrate and commemorate the deed of way back when.
The thread of the common fight for good unites our generations still.
But how do we know it always will?
I look outside and I wonder.
I look around and I ponder.
What was it like, that first July 4?
From 1776 to 2013 the torch is passed by those who’ve gone before,
The torch of America’s own battle in the midst of the ancient cosmic war.
So beneath the dark sky of this Independence Day’s first hours,
I look around and begin to believe that the first July 4 was…just like ours.