We had an interesting discussion

at dinner last night. I meant to blog about it, but I forgot about it… and then I was listening to Casting Crowns…

The love of her life is drifting away
They’re losing the fight for another day
The life that she’s known is falling apart
A fatherless home, a child’s broken heart

You’re holding her hand, you’re straining for words
You trying to make sense of it all
She’s desperate for hope, darkness clouding her view
She’s looking to you

Just love her like Jesus, carry her to Him
His yoke is easy, His burden is light
You don’t need the answers to all of life’s questions
Just know that He loves her and stay by her side
Love her like Jesus
Love her like Jesus

The gifts lie in wait, in a room painted blue
Little blessing from Heaven would be there soon
Hope fades in the night, blue skies turn to gray
As the little one slips away

You’re holding her hand, you’re straining for words
You’re trying to make sense of it all
They’re desperate for hope, darkness clouding their view
They’re looking to you

Just love them like Jesus, carry them to Him
His yoke is easy, His burden is light
You don’t need the answers to all of life’s questions
Just know that He loves them and stay by their side
Love them like Jesus

Lord of all creation holds our lives in His hands
The God of all the nations holds our lives in His hands
The Rock of our salvation holds our lives in His hands
He cares for them just as He cares for you

So love them like Jesus, love them like Jesus
You don’t need the answers to all of life’s questions
Just know that He loves them and stay by their side
Love them like Jesus
Love them like Jesus

The second verse reminded me… So, we were talking about abortion. And I said that I’d read somewhere (I think it was C.S. Lewis) about looking at the other side of abortion… Not exactly an ‘upside,’ because that just sounds so… perverse… but the other side of it is, every child that is murdered goes straight to Jesus… and something about the ranks in heaven increasing.
I can’t remember exactly how the conversation went, so here’s basically how it flowed:

The kids were talking about a book that mum had read to them, and the story went that the guardian angel of a child didn’t want the child to be tempted. So the angel discussed with the other guardian angels what could be done to avoid it, and one guardian angel said that one way could be that the child could die young and be with Jesus forever. The guardian angel of the child didn’t like that idea.

Well, we talked about how wrong it kind of sounded, but then Mum reminded us that it wasn’t so totally out there. After all, St. Therese wished that her mother could die so that she could be with Jesus forever. She was, what, 5? years old? So we talked about how St. Therese’s wish was quite an innocent one, and that the key there was that she wanted her mother to be with Jesus forever, but one really has to look at it the right way to not be shocked.

And that’s when I brought up what I’d read. Paco asked if they went straight to heaven; he pointed out that they hadn’t been baptized. I said that I figured since they hadn’t even entered this world, they didn’t need to be baptized. The grace that comes with baptism is the first grace needed to resist temptation, but they don’t need it; they’re never subjected to temptation. Satan never ‘gets a go’ at them. And so for the hundreds of murders that happen every day, those hundreds of souls are saved. (That was pointed out by Dad.)

Then Mum asks, what about the soul of the would-have-been mother? I guess one can only hope that the result is a sense of loss, a realization of what could have been, and repentance.

Oh little town of Bethlehem
Looks like another silent night
Above your deep and dreamless sleep
A giant star lights up the sky
And while you’re lying in the dark
There shines an everlasting light
For the King has left His throne
And is sleeping in a manger tonight

Oh Bethlehem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
For God became a man
And stepped into your world today
Oh Bethlehem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping

Oh little town of Jerusalem
Looks like another silent night
The Father gave His only Son
The Way, the Truth, the Life had come
But there was no room for Him in the world He came to save

Jerusalem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
The Savior of the world is dying on your cross today
Jerusalem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping

United States of America
Looks like another silent night
As we’re sung to sleep by philosophies
That save the trees and kill the children
And while we’re lying in the dark
There’s a shout heard ‘cross the eastern sky
For the Bridegroom has returned
And has carried His bride away in the night

America, what will we miss while we are sleeping
Will Jesus come again
And leave us slumbering where we lay
America, will we go down in history
As a nation with no room for its King
Will we be sleeping
Will we be sleeping

United States of America
Looks like another silent night

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One comment

  1. Baptism is necessary for salvation, but at the same time the thought of the innocents suffering Hell through no fault of their own seems inconceivable, which is why the theory of limbo came forward, the theory that even if the babies won’t enjoy the Beatific Vision, they will be in a state of perfect natural happiness.

    Limbo is, however, only a theory, and not an official teaching. The basic of position of the Church is that we don’t know what becomes of them, so we hope.

    We can’t say definitely that the babies go to Heaven, but we do know that whatever happens, God always acts in perfect justice and mercy. :)

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