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http://www.gabrielproject.com

There are volunteers that try to give these children a last measure of humanity through Christian burial rites. I thought I would link to them. There are people trying to right this.

In 1989 or 1990, the following scene ocurred over a recent grave of abortion vicitims. Someone had left a stuffed bunny carefully wrapped in plastic with a note attached by a rubber band to the bunny’s paw:

“As Edmund stooped over the grave, Dan and I hovered over him. Edmund unwrapped the note and unfolded it. As I read the note, I began to weep. The note was written in a swirly, feminine hand. It was the cry of a mother to the baby she had aborted:

Please forgive me and maybe someday I can forgive myself… I’ll always wonder what you would have been, what you would have become. I can’t stop hating myself right now, regretting the hardest decision I’ve ever made in my life,

wishing I could do it differently now. But I can’t. I will always remember this. It was a tough lesson to have to learn…I pray to God and to you to forgive me so I can go on with my life and I swear to both you and the Lord that I will never ever do it again. Please forgive me so I can let go and go on!

Edmund refolded the note, bound it back onto the rabbit’s paw and placed the toy back inside its plastic shroud.

The Milwaukee Journal had printed that the “fetuses” were aborted in 1988 at the Summit Women’s Health Organization and Metropolitan Medical Services. The woman’s note seemed to indicate she believed her child was buried in this grave. Her note expressed her sense of having abandoned the baby. She knew this deep within herself. By burying the baby we had returned him to his mother. The burial gave the aborted unborn a human place in the world. In the woman’s letter to her baby, the awful tearing of human bonds caused by abortion knew a more perfect healing.

The woman’s cry was not uttered in vain. On the reverse side of the note someone had written a reply.

God’s love is the heart of a child. He hopes where we can only despair. Go in peace–you are forgiven. And you must believe this…

Beyond abortion stands a mother at the edge of her child’s grave. On a lonely day, one woman had come to this site, and her act of love banished the lie of abortion. In her sorrow the order of the world, rooted in human bonds, was affirmed. From out of all the nameless, faceless children buried there, the woman claimed back to herself the one who was her own. ”

For a review of the earliest days of righting this wrong, I include this link. It is unsettling, but documents the beginnings of a movement to reclaim these bodies for what they are – human beings. I urge you to read it.

http://www.priestsforlife.org/resources/monica/monica18.htm

I also urge you to contribute whatever charity you can to the mothers who make this choice so that they may not have to do so.

>>Mike,I cannot find the login button, so if you would be so kind as to format the hotlinks and quotation part of the entry, I would be grateful.

SM