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I was relieved to know that my son agreed with my views on partial-birth abortion. It is horrific and should not be performed under any circumstances. Then we moved onto early-term abortion, and things were different.
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My son sneered at me and said, "What? You don't still believe that, do you? I mean, Mom, it's just a zygote. That early on in the pregnancy, it doesn't matter."
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"Just a zygote?" I retorted. "That zygote is the only thing the baby evolves from, isn't it?"
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"Yea..." he said, unprepared for my next reply.
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"So you mean," I intoned a question, "that if I decided to get rid of that zygote that you came from, you wouldn't have cared? It wouldn't have mattered? I could have just made that decision to throw that zygote away, and you wouldn't be here with us today?"
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"No, Mom, that's different!" His response startled me. He was always so scientific, but this response was emotional. I was actually relieved, and I took advantage of the situation.
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"That's different?!" I asked. "How is that different? It's the same scientific scenario that you presented, except that it's you instead of a yet-to-be-born or yet-to-be-named baby."
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My son was speechless. I was thrilled. I made some inroads on his flippant views about abortion. With the help of the Holy Spirit, a seed had been planted. He got the zygote-equals-realperson connection. That is all I could accomplish for that day, but what an accomplishment it was.
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St. Monica, Mary, and St. Augustine, please intercede for him.
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This is a revision of an entry from my first blog.
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