Two weekends ago saw the release of two box office hits in the classic “battle of the sexes” genre. It was the much anticipated ‘chick flick’ Sex and the City versus the ultimate ‘guy movie’ Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. The girls won. Sex and the City grossed more than Crystal Skull. (Although this past weekend saw Crystal Skull edge out Sex and the City for third place domestically, the ‘chick flick’ came in first overseas while the ‘guy movie’ took second. In the US new releases Kung-Fu Panda and You Don’t Mess with the Zohan came in first and second respectively.) Did I say the girls won? Let me be more specific: The White girls won with Sex and the City. The Black girls lost with Death in the ‘Hood (not a real movie, but definitely reality). What is the deciding factor? Something that starts with sex but ends with death: Abortion. The disparity between the two groups is staggering.
One study entitled, “Disparities in Rates of Unintended Pregnancy In the United States, 1994 and 2001” states that “Among women whose incomes were at or above the poverty line...the rate [of abortion] among black women was substantially higher than that among Hispanic or white women.” Another study, “Perspectives on Sexual and Reproductive Health” (2002) reports that ‘the lowest abortion rate of all the racial and ethnic groups examined was among White women while the highest rate was among Black women’—over three times higher to be exact, back in 2002.
And while it is true that, as the study surmised, “the abortion rate among poor teenagers increased substantially,” Black women on the same economic level as the Sex and the City quartet have higher abortion rates as well. The study concluded that “the high levels of abortion among Black women across economic statuses also point to a need for greater assistance in preventing unintended pregnancies.” Some observers (former US Surgeon General Dr. David Thatcher, a Black man, being among them), contend that the high rate of abortion for young Black females, coupled with easy access to birth control devices, equate with the high rate of HIV-infection, AIDS, and the disproportionate rate of incarceration for young Black males ages 15-24 (and subsequent homosexual behavior among some), as mechanisms or tools for systemic genocide of African Americans and/or the dramatic reduction of African descendents in the Diaspora.
God recognizes life from conception. “For you yourself produced my kidneys,” wrote the psalmist to God, “you kept me screened off in the belly of my mother. I shall laud you because in a fear-inspiring way I am wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful, as my soul is very well aware. My bones were not hidden from you when I was made in secret, when I was woven in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw even the embryo of me, and in your book all its parts were down in writing, as regards the days when they were formed and there was not yet one among them.” (Ps. 139:13-16)
Yes, God can read your DNA as a living person-at conception. To Jeremiah he said: “Before I started to put you together in your mother” (New Life Version), or, “Before I formed you in your mother’s body I chose you. Before you were born I set you apart to serve me.” (Jer. 1:5; New International Reader’s Version) Indeed, God as Creator wrote and read the particulars of the zygote that became Jeremiah before the prophet’s actual conception. The Bible even describes God as reading the DNA of twins, as well as their interaction in the womb. (Gen. 25:23-26; 38:27-30; Rom. 9:9-13) Interesting, science validates this reality. (Not that God needs validation!) The book Identical Strangers: A Memoir of Twins Separated and Reunited (2007) states that “Twins have been seen on sonogram images in the womb kissing, punching, and embracing. Clearly, the powerful connection between twins begins even before birth.” Yes, they’ve already shared the womb for nine months, having developed a relationship prior to birth.
The very word “abortion” itself means “to terminate prematurely”; “to stop in the early stages.” You can’t abort anything that hasn’t been started. For instance, in the armed forces, a mission that’s been aborted is a mission that’s been started. So it is with human life. In fact, the female body starts preparing for it early on. To female adolescents the book Questions Young People Ask-Answers That Work, Volume 2 (2008), reveals that “Hormones trigger the growth of hair in your genital area. Also, you’ll notice growth of your breast, hips, thighs, and buttocks. Your body is slowly leaving behind the silhouette of a child and adopting the feminine curves of an adult...And it’s evidence that your body is preparing itself for the time when you’ll be able to pass on life through childbirth!” It concludes by saying that ‘the menstrual cycle is indicative that your reproductive powers are developing.’ But you, African Queen, need to be responsible! Oh yes, feminists may object: “It’s my body!” Granted. But you’re hosting a separate body! Allow me to present to you a modified version of “Diary of an Unborn Child.”
October 5: Today my life began. My parents do not know it yet, but it is I already. And I am to be a girl. I shall have dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. Just about everything is settled though, even the fact that I shall love flowers. October 19: Some say that I am not a real person yet, that only my mother exists. But I am a real person, just as a small crumb of bread is yet truly bread. October 23: My mouth is just beginning to open now. Just think, in a year or so I shall be laughing and later talking. My first word will be: Mama. October 25: My heart began to beat today all by itself. From now on it shall gently beat for the rest of my life without ever stopping to rest! November 2: I am growing a bit every day. My arms and legs are beginning to take shape. But I have to wait a long time yet before those little legs will raise me to my mother’s arms, before these little arms will be able to gather flowers and embrace my father.
November 12: Tiny fingers are beginning to form on my hands. Funny how small they are! I’ll be able to play with my mother’s hair with them. November 20: It wasn’t until today that the doctor told mom that I’m living here under her heart. She must be happy! November 25: My mom and dad are probably thinking about a name for me. They already know I’m a little girl. I want to be called Kenya. I’m getting so big already. December 10: My hair is growing. It is both curly and smooth. I wonder what kind of hair mom has. December 13: I’m just about able to see. It is dark around me. When mom brings me into the world it will be full of sunshine and flowers. But what I want more than anything is to see my mom. How do you look, mom? December 24: I wonder if mom hears the whispering of my heart. Some children come into the world a little sick. But my heart is strong and healthy. It beats so evenly. You’ll have a healthy little daughter, mom! December 28: Today my mother killed me. (Anonymous)
There are no abortion parties celebrating the woman’s triumph of her own body! She suffers deep depression. But, fear not. If you’d have an abortion, rest assured that our loving Creator will resurrect aborted babies in the future! Meanwhile, to all females, but especially Black ones, it is my hope that you resist the system’s invitation when it asks, “Abortion Anyone?” Just say, “No thank you. I’ll keep my baby.”...Amen!
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