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Episcopal Divinity School in Cambridge has unanimously elected a new dean, Dr. Katherine Ragsdale.
Chris Johnson at the Midwest Conservative Journal posts:How radically pro-abortion is Katie Rags? This radically pro-abortion:
And when a woman becomes pregnant within a loving, supportive, respectful relationship; has every option open to her; decides she does not wish to bear a child; and has access to a safe, affordable abortion - there is not a tragedy in sight -- only blessing. The ability to enjoy God's good gift of sexuality without compromising one's education, life's work, or ability to put to use God's gifts and call is simply blessing.
These are the two things I want you, please, to remember - abortion is a blessing
and our work is not done. Let me hear you say it: abortion is a blessing and our work is not done. Abortion is a blessing and our work is not done. Abortion is a blessing and our work is not done.
I want to thank all of you who protect this blessing - who do this work every day: the health care providers, doctors, nurses, technicians, receptionists, who put your lives on the line to care for others (you are heroes -- in my eyes, you are saints); the escorts and the activists; the lobbyists and the clinic defenders; all of you. You're engaged in holy work.
So...what's up with that?
(New readers need to understand that I'm very interested in Episcopal/Anglican goings-on. My interest is simply in all religious systems, the pull between origins, tradition and the contemporary moment...and so on. I'm behind in my studies, so to speak, and at times, I get overwhelmed,
as when GAFCON broke my brain last year, but I remain pretty fascinated and concerned.)
Oh, so..."abortion is a blessing."
To
whom? What has always puzzled me about the Christian abortion advocate is how two positions can be held simultaneously: 1) The position that God calls each of us by name, brought us each into existence in a specific, loving act of creation, treasured just as we are and 2) this same God is either indifferent or enthused when the currette comes for the helpless one that has been, you know...loved into existence and is treasured just as she is...
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