Sea Turtles

 

A while back, my right knee had been giving me fits.  I woke up early in pain, so I spent the morning watching mindless TV resting in the recliner.  I usually watch cowboy movies on Saturdays, but they weren’t on yet.  Too early for cowboys to be up, I suppose.  So, I watched Ocean Treks, Lifeline Rescue, and SeaWorld animal rescues.  SeaWorld rescued a hatchling leatherback sea turtle who had a deformed shell and couldn’t make it from the nest to the water.  After surgery, medication, and weeks of rehabilitation, the little guy was reintroduced into his natural habitat.  But I began to think.  All of that intense effort, time, and money was spent on a turtle.  What about the little babies who face abortion in New York state, right up until the day that they are to be born.  Or if the former governor of Virginia had his way, even after they are born.  What if such effort went into cutting the cost of adoptions?  What if everyone focused laser-like attention toward a home for each baby that needed one?  We don’t have to kill babies; we just need to get the word out.  We just need to mobilize love and compassion, just like SeaWorld does for endangered turtles.  David said in Psalm 139:14, “I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.”  These are real children … just not yet born.  Children that God their Creator loves.  Hey, we should love children as much as we love sea turtles.  Don’t you think so?!