In today’s Canada, are you living a quiet ordinary life?
“I opened the door to the refrigerator to retrieve a carton of milk,”
she wrote, “In the midst of reaching into the refrigerator my hand stopped. I
was gripped by a realization. I thought, I’m not living in a normal world
anymore. Standing there, suspended in time with one arm in the fridge, I
realized that ‘normal’ could not apply to a world in which the murder of the
unborn was protected by law, and that I could no longer consider myself a
normal person. I knew that I could not live my life in the expected way: get an
education, get a job, get married, buy a house. I felt I could not deal with
those things. No, I had to be seized by a radical act. I had to drop
everything—forget about milk and lunch. Babies are being murdered. They are
being murdered down the street, in my own town. I know about it and I have to
give up my life and do something about it.”
I relate
to the “refrigerator” moment described above.
What about you? Will you allow a moment such as that to grip
you?
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