This election season has been brutal.
If you haven’t been in the trenches of it, if your Facebook feed hasn’t exploded with people crying, complaining, celebrating, bemoaning or belittling others, your family isn’t either raging mad, terrified, relieved or ‘ecstatic’, you must live under a rock on an abandoned island in the middle of literally nowhere.
I am totally floored by a lot of what has happened. I usually choose to just shake my head and scroll on by, but after watching Secretary Clinton’s late concession speech, I finally hit a breaking point.
“Fighting for what is right is worth it”, you said. If so, and if you actually meant that, then you’ll understand why I’m writing this.
I watched your concession speech, that you gave almost a day late.
“And to all the little girls, never doubt that you are valuable, and powerful, and deserving of every chance and opportunity in the world to pursue and achieve your own dreams.”, you said.
You weren’t very specific when you addressed our little girls. Due to your core beliefs and corresponding statement after statement after statement over the years, you really should have said “little girls who I deem worthy”. Because, according to you, my little girl has no rights, no protection under our Constitution and no worth in the eyes of any other human until that magic moment of birth and she suddenly ‘becomes a human’.
You chose to quote Scripture at the end of your address. I’d like to share a few passages with you.
For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them.
Before I formed you in the womb I knew you;
Before you were born I sanctified you.
Then God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.” So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.
Mrs. Clinton, according to my God, the Creator of all creatures great and small (including you), all wonders and things in this world, my little girl is valuable and precious and deserving of all things you think she isn’t, most importantly – life. He has already numbered her days, He is fearfully and wonderfully knitting together her very being, He has made her in His image.
How dare you, as a fellow human-being once in the very vulnerable position of your mother’s womb, how dare you belittle and dismiss the validity of the very unique, human life I carry inside of me, as if she were some insignificant, unimportant body part? Your flagrant, boisterous refusal to acknowledge the life of my child, and the life of every single, unborn baby in this country right up until the moment of birth, shows your morbid inhumanity.
I must say, I am thankful you are not our president. Until you are able to understand and respect something as simple as the sanctity of human life, I have no use for you representing my family or my country in the world of politics.
I wish you the best, by which I mean I wish for your true conversion. I wish that your eyes would be opened to the Truth before it’s too late and you have to face the consequences of your sins naked of the covering of the blood of Christ. That terrifying day is coming. Don’t wait.
A mama of two, sweet, real life, important human beings