Un-Planned Un-Parenthood of Louisville

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I finally tracked down the local Planned Parenthood here in Louisville. I’d been trying to get over there for most of this week, but today I actually made it happen. I was kinda bummed to discover that there are actually three PP clinics within a 30 minute drive of me. The closest is near downtown – about a 12 minute drive from the seminary. It looked quite a bit drearier today than it looks in this promo-pic from their website, but you get the idea. I didn’t realize they are only open from M-F, but you’ll get no objections from me! One less day to do their dirty deeds is fine with me.

This specific clinic seems more like the “run-of-the-mill” clinics that PP runs, unlike the clinic that was in Bryan, Texas. This PP of Louisville is centered right in the middle of a predominantly low-income minority neighborhood, which is where most of their abortions come from. They prey on the poor, the uneducated, and the unmarried – and cater their abortion services directly to their needs. They keep the clinics close, so that transportation is less of an issue. They keep the cost of their abortions low enough to enable their target clients to pay for them. And they peddle their “birth control” wares, and medical options throughout the neighborhood to establish their clientèle. Its a sickening circle of deception, where lies beget lies, which eventually begets death – all in the name of privacy and health care.

The saddest thing of all, is the clinic is directly behind an elementary school (Englehard Elementary to be exact)! Folks, I really didn’t know how to process this. It seemed so surreal as I pictured the stark contrasts that occur every day on the opposite sides of the same block. One place is celebrating life, and being trusted to instruct a parent’s child in public education; and only a hundred feet away, another parent is deceived into trusting a “doctor” to dispose of the life inside of her. One place celebrates the life of children, the other does not even value their death. To help me process some of this, I wrote the following few lines:

 

 

 

The Irony of September

“The elementary school is right behind it,

Bustling with the sound of laughing children,

Scolding teachers,

And the ringing of a bell.

Games of tag and hide and go seek dot the playground,

While intense discussions of the strength of “my daddy”,

And plans of next year’s birthday party abound.

The smell of chicken nuggets and fish sticks waft in the morning air,

As “the fat” kid tries his hand on the monkey bars,

Amidst the laughter and anticipation of his classmates.

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Jones surveys the action

From her post inside the 1^st grade classroom a few feet away.

“September is such a happy time of year,” she thinks to herself,

As a little freckled-face boy named Elijah tugs at her denim skirt.

“Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones! Why is that lady crying?” he asks,

With a look of childlike innocence that required a similar reply.

“Which lady?” Mrs. Jones gently asked the little boy,

As she tried to follow the line of Elijah’s little finger pointing towards the street corner.

“That one,” he said,

Directing Mrs. Jones’ attention to a young black women approaching from behind the school.

Within a few seconds, most of the children in the yard had turned to wonder at this weeping stranger.

Mrs. Jones however, had no question as to the cause of the lamenting soul.

She turned to answer the freckled-face little boy, and with as much grace as she could muster replied,

“Elijah, that lady is crying because she is not a mommy anymore.”

 

Pray for this city folks. Pray that God would stir its heart to respond to the gospel of Jesus Christ, and in response to that, come to value the very life that was created in His image. Pray for discernment for those of us on the front lines – for a God-entranced vision of the Pro-Life cause. Pray that we would be faithful.

With a broken heart, and burdened soul,
‘BH

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