Patrickisms

Me: "Let's go inside, Mister Patrick."

Patrick: "I'm not Patrick. I'm the birthday boy."

Catherine: "I like your new ball."

Patrick: "It's not a ball. It's a bouncy ball with lots of colors."

Me: "I've never changed such a big boy's diaper."

Ptrick: "Yes, you have. You changed my diaper last day."

40 Days for Life

Since September 26, we have been participating in 40 Days for Life, praying for an end to abortion, praying for unborn babies and their mothers. Yesterday, we heard David Bereit (the national coordinator of 40 Days for Life) speak in Tacoma. He spoke about visiting the Holocaust Museum and how Hitler had indoctrinated the youth to his demented way of thinking. Today, as approximately 30-40 of us prayed outside the Planned Parenthood, several young women and men jumped around, yelling, "My body, my choice" and other things that made my heart weep. I wondered how our nation could condone the "choice" to kill unborn babies. I wondered whether these PP people realized the meaning of their words. I felt like I was in the middle of a spiritual battle between good and evil.

Dear Jesus, please shower your mercy upon the PP people who were outside the abortion facility in Tacoma (and elsewhere) today and help them to see the wickedness of their ways. Help them to realize that they have no right to kill unborn babies, babies who are made in your image and likeness. Please protect and save babies.