What a crazy time we live in. When Christians are fighting Christians on the morality of killing babies. When we need to take to the streets to speak for the unborn. When, in our country, three hundred babies are killed each day. When speaking of their deaths is cause for hate and ridicule. When defending them is looked upon as heinous and anti-woman. How did we get here? Please, Lord, let us move on from this ludicrous place. Let me tell you a story: Once upon a time, my mother (my biological mother) found herself pregnant with me. She was in grade 11. Her own mother was dead. It had to have been a truly horrible, frightening time for her. Seeing no other choice, and most likely out of fear, she went to the doctor for an abortion. I am so thankful that he, a Christian who was not afraid to call abortion what it was, told her that there was a baby inside of her – not a fetus, not a lump – a baby. He said that there were many, many people who wanted to h...