This Makes NO Sense At All

First of all, I want to make it as clear as I can that I absolutely oppose the death penalty, and for the same reason I oppose abortion, assisted suicide, and euthanasia. I oppose these things because taking a human life is playing God.

However, the most vicious criminal can be executed by lethal injection; in other words, put to sleep like a beloved pet. Meanwhile, innocent babies are being torn limb from limb in their mothers'wombs.





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Euthanasia: Mercy, or Murder?

Is euthanasia mercy, or is it murder?
I say, it all depends.
If we are talking about a sick, suffering animal who cannot be helped
any other way, then it is mercy. It is the last, and the hardest, loving
act we do for a cherished pet.
But when it comes to a human being, then it is murder. Yes, it is hard, very hard, to watch a loved one suffer. When my Baba was dying from stomach cancer, I prayed that God would take her, and when He did, I thanked Him for ending her suffering.
Yes, I thanked Him, but He was the only One Who had the RIGHT to end that suffering.
I would never have done anything to hasten Baba's death, even by an hour. Even by a minute. Even by a second.

[Originally posted in my RandomThingsBy RochelleTheresaBrown blog.]

I Support A Woman's Right to Choose Not to Have Children

Yes, I support that right, as long as she
also chooses to remain unmarried and a virgin.

A Post from My Old Blog

There are children's authors who are pro-abortion. HELLO!!! How many of their books do these authors expect an aborted child to read?

Not Always Thankful

Sometimes things happen that get me so upset, I forget all about finding a reason to be thankful. {I'm not going to mention what those things are; they're too personal.} Afterwards, I'm doubly upset because I feel that I've missed an opportunity to "play the game". Oh well,I can be thankful that I can START PLAYING AGAIN.
Edited to add: It worked! I felt SO much better after I typed that last sentence! :)

Rain

Thank God for the sound of rain falling, and for the way raindrops sparkle on the windowsill when the light from the streetlight hits them.

Rejoicing Texts

From Pollyanna:
"Well, that's what father used to call 'em," she laughed. "Of course the Bible didn't name 'em that. But it's all those that begin 'Be glad in the Lord,' or 'Rejoice greatly,' or 'Shout for joy,' and all that, you know--such a lot of 'em. Once, when father felt specially bad, he counted 'em. There were eight hundred of 'em."

"Eight hundred!"
 "Yes--that told you to rejoice and be glad, you know; that's why father named 'em the 'rejoicing texts.' "
 I'm going to look for verses and texts about giving thanks to God.