NORMAN — The first anniversary of the Newtown, Conn., incident has come and gone.
It was the Newtown shooting that prompted me to ask the following question: “Why did we as a nation, of people from various backgrounds and beliefs, become so upset and enraged over the death of these children with whom we had no personal history and yet apparently feel nothing for the 57 million, yes million, “electively” aborted children of America?”
The only answer I could discern that seemed remotely reasonable, but not acceptable, is that we were exposed over and over to pictures of the victims at happier times in their young lives when smiles filled their faces. Those images were contrasted with images of grieving parents, siblings, relatives and friends, but their faces were filled with sadness.
Obviously, these terrible images brought directly into our homes and lives remind all of us of the reality that those once living and beautiful children are now gone. How could we not help but feel the pain of their loss?
The children of Newtown who were so violently taken from us are not unlike the electively aborted children of America who also are violently taken from us.
If one were to make a comparison of these unfortunate children whose ultimate destiny is wrongfully chosen for them — one by the hand of “fate” and one by the hand of “man” — then the following would apply.
Both possessed a physical form. Both held within them a beating heart. Both were full of unlimited potential. Both responded to the sounds of life. Both “cried out” in that moment. Both needed our protection. Both deserved a chance at life. Both were priceless. Both are irreplaceable. “All” are children of God.
In comparison, they are not so different after all and were merely at different ages and stages of development, as we all are throughout the process we call “life.” We all failed to save them and, therefore, in some way, we all will be held responsible, not only for their destruction but for our failure of not reacting to end the slaughter.