Travesty: Abortion as Charity!

The Associated Press reports that the only abortion clinic in central Arkansas is offering free abortions to victims of Hurricane Katrina. Dr. Jerry Edwards says, “If we didn’t provide it now, they would get it later — a late-term abortion that would give greater risk to the mother’s health.” Dr. Edwards says he has already provided six free abortions that would normally cost between $525 and $600.

The abortion clinic is called “Little Rock Family Planning Services” and was featured in this past Sunday’s New York Times in an article titled “Under Din of Abortion Debate, an Experience Shared Quietly.” The Times article tells the tragic stories of a number of women who came there to take the life of their unborn babies. Russell Moore and Al Mohler have both written fine responses to this article.

We should all be scandalized, however, at this latest AP report. Has our society really sunk so low that people now think the free termination of our children to be a charitable work? Not only does this compound the tragedy of abortion on demand in our country, but it also adds to the misery of these women, some of whom will likely experience the profound trauma of regret and heart-break that often follows abortion.

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Scopes Monkey Trial 2: Intelligent Design on Trial

The New York Times reports today about an upcoming court case in Pennsylvania.

“Advocates on both sides of the issue have lined up behind the case, often calling it Scopes II, in reference to the 1925 Scopes Monkey Trial that was the last century’s great face-off over evolution.

“On the evolutionists’ side is a legal team put together by the American Civil Liberties Union and Americans United for Separation of Church and State. These groups want to put intelligent design itself on trial and discredit it so thoroughly that no other school board would dare authorize teaching it.

“Witold J. Walczak, legal director of the A.C.L.U. of Pennsylvania, said the plaintiffs would call six experts in history, theology, philosophy of science and science to show that no matter the perspective, ‘intelligent design is not science because it does not meet the ground rules of science, is not based on natural explanations, is not testable’” (source).

The report also says that Michael Behe will be the star witness for the defense.

I say, let the debate begin in earnest. I think the evolutionists are going to be surprised at the sophistication of the opposing arguments—arguments that they were hoping they and the public could ignore.

A Web of Faith, Law and Science in Evolution Suit,” by Laurie Goodstein, New York Times, September 26, 2005

L.B.J. and Senator Russell Long after Hurricane Betsy

Lyndon Johnson and Senator Russell Long of Louisiana peer out of Air Force One in 1965 to survey the damage done by Hurricane Betsy. – Yoichi R. Okamoto / Lyndon Baines Johnson Library

NBC News Anchorman Brian Williams provides a glimpse into how Lyndon Johnson used a trip to New Orleans after Hurricane Betsy in 1965 for political advantage. This is a gem of an Op-Ed. Go check it out. It’s titled “L.B.J.’s Political Hurricane.”

Hometown Update

I heard from my folks at about 2pm this afternoon. They are alright and are thanking God for keeping them safe and for keeping their house intact.

The electric company is saying that DeRidder could be without power for up to two weeks. The people there have some hard days ahead to get the town cleaned up and back on its feet. But they weren’t hit nearly as badly as Lake Charles, which is just 45 miles southward.

There is much to be thankful for as we pray for those who were hit the hardest.

Status in My Hometown: DeRidder, Louisiana


The Old “Hanging Jail” in DeRidder, Louisiana

For those readers who are praying for our family in DeRidder, I have a little bit of information. I talked to the Police and the Sheriff’s office in DeRidder, and as of 11:00am this morning they said that they have not let any of their personnel out into the city yet. The wind is still blowing too hard for anyone to navigate the roads safely. In addition, there are downed power lines, uprooted trees, scattered debris, and gas leaks across town, so city officials are keeping the roads closed for now.

I stayed up most of the night and kept in touch with my parents into the early morning hours. The last contact I had with them was at about 5:56am this morning. Since then, I have not been able to get a call through. However, I have gotten calls through to other friends of the family who live in town. So it’s likely that there is a phone line down in the vicinity of my parents’ neighborhood.

If there are any readers in DeRidder or its environs who have any updates on the status of DeRidder or if any want to start a forum of communication, feel free to update and/or start a forum here in my “Comments” section.

A Song for Family and Friends Waiting for Rita

“God Moves in a Mysterious Way”
By William Cowper (1731-1800)

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.

A Song for Family & Friends Waiting for Rita

“God Moves in a Mysterious Way”
By William Cowper (1731-1800)

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.