On Black Thursday (January 28) while picketing in front of Rev. Ken Campbell’s Way Inn on Harbord Street, a number of thoughts raced through my mind.  I will share them with you now, knowing full well that they have been expressed more eloquently before, but in the expectation that somebody will read them here for the first time.

I reflected on the concept of “choice.” It was a key word on the picket signs carried by the opposition as well as part of their verbal jargon.  Now, choice seems like a good thing.  But naturally I wondered to whose choice they were referring.  Certainly not the babies.’  Was it the father’s choice?  Definitely not!  Biologically, the mother and the father are equally parents of the child.  Yet legally the mother can abort the child without his consent or even his knowledge.  Was it the grandparents’ choice?  Even less theirs!  And this is true, in spite of the fact that they have usually invested a big part of their lives in the parents, and often would gladly take the child, and lovingly raise it as their very own.  Nor was it the choice of the hundreds of would-be adoptive parents who have applied for a child and are waiting in a long line.

Then I heard something about “control.”  I wondered by a woman who had control of her body would need an abortion.  I asked on of the women on the other side, and received no answer.  Obviously the women who seem an abortion have at so time in the past lost control of their bodies.  In so doing, a new human being has been conceived; another person has been brought into existence.  Whether they wish to acknowledge it or not, the fetus is a separate entity.

Across the line I caught sight of a sign: “Every Child a Wanted Child”  The message (I assume) was that if a child is not wanted it should not be born.  “Wanted” by whom I wondered?  Let’s start with the mother.  Are we to assume that because a frightened young woman doesn’t want a child when she learns she is pregnant, she wont want t nine months later when she holds the little bundle of love in her arms?  But suppose she doesn’t?  there are hundreds of couples who want a baby but have not been able conceive one of their own or carry it to term and are willing to adopt.

Now let’s go beyond parents.  Most of us spend only the first 18 or 20 years of our life with parents.  Most of us spend only the first 18 or 20 years of our life with parents.  After that, there is a society out there that wants us.  Twenty-five years ago I stood at God’s altar with my bride, a daughter from a family of 17 children!  She was a Christian girl who had only one desire in life, and that was to serve God.  I wanted her!  How thankful I am after all these years of ministry together in seven countries that her parents didn’t believe in abortion!

I looked at those who had joined the picket line later.  Several Roman Catholic Priests were holding up pro-life signs.  I  wondered where the movement would be but for my Catholic friends.  While I am a Pentecostal Evangelical Christian, and I do not agree with all the tenants of Roman Catholic theology, I appreciate their pro-life stance.  Yet, I resent the notion that abortion is a Catholic issue.  It is a moral issue and a social issue.  It has drawn to its ranks people of all religious persuasions, and those who don’t identify with any organized religion.

Minutes later when Rev. Hudson Hilsden, the coordinator of Social Concerns for the Pentecostal Assemblies of Canada, our nation’s fastest growing Protestant denomination , mounted the steps of the Way Inn, and led us in a scripture reading and prayer, I felt a certain sense of pride.  Catholics and Protestants both identify with pro-life and here was living proof that it was not merely a “Catholic” issue.

Before I could lay down my picket sign and head for home a reporter asked me “Where do you go from here, now that the Supreme Court has struck down the abortion law?”  I was caught off guard, and gave a rather glib answer.  Now, with a cooler head, I can express myself better.  Il will continue to crusade for legislation against abortion.  This is one battle that will never end as long as we have a democratic government.  At the next election we will want to know if the candidate is pro-life or pro-abortion.  We will call on the people of the nation to support the pro-life candidate, or better still the pro-life party if there is one.  However, I think we realize now that the battle cannot be won on the political or legislative levels alone.  It is a spiritual warfare.

The words of the Apostle Paul rang in my heart:  “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities and powers, against spiritual wickedness..”

It is only by prayer that the evil forces can be bound and expelled.  Our homes, churches, and schools, must teach Judeo-Christian morality.  Let’s instill the Biblical values once again in the youth of our nation, and let them know that sex outside of marriage is wrong, and that the only marriage that is valid in the sight of God is one man with one woman ‘til death do them part!  It is obvious that we will not receive support from the Public School system.  They are too busy handing out contraceptives to students.  Private Schools operating under the supervision of our churches is a must, and we will continue to fight for this.  Our children belong to us, not the state.

I left the picket lines with a new resolve.  Personally I can say that no sacrifice will be too great (and I suspect that I am not alone).  We are trying in every possible legal way to stop the abortion slaughter.  I am even willing to go to jail if it will bring us one day closer to victory.  And with the church world-wide I cry, “Thy kingdom come…”