God – We Need A Law

You Can’t See Me…

WNAL Staff — Wed, 03 Aug 2016 00:15:58 +0000

Thanks to supporter Aart Blokhuis for sharing this poem, told from the perspective of the little one whose life and future are so often ignored or discounted.

You Can’t See Me

You can’t see me, but I am,

Everything as much as you,

Like a pearl inside a clam,

Hard to fathom, but it’s true.

You are big, I’m merely small,

You can learn, yes, so can I

Even if you’re six feet tall,

Human! No one can deny.

I can hear my mother’s voice

And her heartbeat gives me peace.

Yet, I’m startled by loud noise,

But her songs put me at ease.

I can’t see you, but I know

That you love my mommy too.

For I hear you tell her so,

Gentle words, all know, are true.

Yes, that’s how it is meant to be.

Life is never about choice.

Love’s our gift that sets us free,

Bet you want to hear my voice?

Love to see me crawl, then walk

Show me, teach a world to see,

Hear me gurgle, smile and talk,

Dad, you’ll mean the world to me!

Truth is, I can hardly wait

What a joy that day will be,

Let’s look forward to that date,

Made complete, dad, mom and me.

A. Blokhuis

July 18/16

Massive Flag Display a Success in Red Deer!

WNAL Staff — Wed, 01 Jun 2016 11:22:19 +0000

The following is shared with permission from Valerie Beukema, a member of the Red Deer Pro-Life Board, who organized the 100,000 flag display in Red Deer, Alberta at the end of May. Each flag represents the memory of one of the children lost to abortion each year in Canada. As you can see from the pictures, the number of deaths is truly staggering.

It took 150 happy helpful people and families from all over (Red Deer, Rocky Mountain House, Edmonton, Olds, Ponoka, and Lacombe) from 8 – 9:30 AM to plant the flags, and about 100 people of all ages helped to pick up the flags from 4-4:30 PM.

Because we planted the flags in an “L“ along the corner of 22nd St and 40th Ave, and along a valley, it was impossible to get a picture of the whole display. But we were certainly very visible!

God gave us a beautiful rain last week to soften up the ground and a beautiful sunny day for the whole event. The volunteers were very impressed with the project and we all added pictures and comments to social media. Several of us stayed with the flag display all day and began conversations with those walking past, walking their dogs, or bicycling past.

As expected, we experienced some positive and some negative reactions. One 70 year old lady said we should first care for born children. She said she had had an abortion with no negative guilt feelings. So sad. One older gentleman asked me if we were from the Catholic church or the flat-earth society. I assured him that we are an organization that cares about women. To another woman, I was happy to explain that the local Pregnancy Care Centre supports women, no matter what they choose, also supporting the women with prenatal care, courses on bringing up children, nutrition courses, and by having a Home for the mother and child to stay if needed, and much much more. She wrote it in her computer.

We had many very interesting comments, including “Are these biodegradable?” One man said he agreed with us with the exception of cases of rape. I explained that those born out of rape are so thankful to be born alive and are offended that others wish them dead. He pondered on that and agreed that I had a point.

Overall, we got many positive honks, and some pedestrians and neighbours even came back to help us clean up the flags because they agreed with the display. It was such a family-friendly pro-life activity, and so great to see people from so many churches and towns work together so cheerfully. Thank you for the opportunity to do the display!

If you are interested in organizing a display of 100,000 or 10,000 flags in your community, please contact Cassy at cassy@test.weneedalaw.ca.

Talking to kids about abortion

WNAL Staff — Wed, 18 May 2016 23:24:10 +0000

A common concern from those in the pro-choice and what I call the “soft” pro-life movement surrounds the public messaging about abortion in a way that may reach children.

While valid arguments can be made on both sides of the debate about the use of graphic images depicting aborted children, this article focuses on non-graphic visuals, and words. This could be a sign on the side of the road or a display of crosses in a local farmer’s field. It could even be a window decal on the vehicle in front of you, which, interestingly enough, recently raised the ire of someone who took the time to message us as to the inappropriateness of exposing the truth of abortion to “young readers”.

If a picture is worth a thousand words, it’s going to take a lot of words for us to convey the horror of abortion adequately to our children.

Or is it? We drove past a display of crosses shortly after I began working in the pro-life movement, before we had talked much with our young children about what “pro-life” even meant.

“What are all those crosses for?”

I suppose I could have made up anything, but if our children can’t count on us for truthful information, who will they count on? So I said, “Those are to remember babies who were made but then never born because their parents didn’t want them.”

“What do you mean they weren’t born?”

“Some people aren’t ready to have a baby, or don’t want to have a baby, or don’t want a baby that might have something wrong with it, so when they find out they’re going to have one, they go to the doctor and have it killed so they aren’t pregnant anymore.”

Silence from the back seat of the van.

Tentatively, “Why? Why would a mom want to kill her own baby?”

And then, “Did you do that with any of your babies? Did you want to do that with any of us?”

And then, “Can you still decide you don’t want a baby anymore? Like if you didn’t want Theo anymore, would you bring him to a doctor and he would be killed?”

This isn’t easy material.

But as I stated last week, children understand abortion very easily, and very well. They understand that it is essentially a story of disposable children, and that understandably horrifies them. Talking about abortion with our children is a wake-up call to stop lying to ourselves. I had worked quietly in the pro-life movement for months before I had this conversation with my children. It took only 10 minutes in the car with the music turned down to make me understand the issue more than any book, article, or legal history ever could.

Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

WNAL Staff — Thu, 07 Apr 2016 10:23:39 +0000

How Fearfully, How Wonderfully Made

How fearfully, how wonderfully made!

Beyond a shadow, or a shade,

Human, in every function, every way,

My Lord, my God! With my own DNA.

He formed and nurtured me, at every stage!

My life is written on His page,

Made me with purpose, yes indeed

From first to last, I’m made complete.

Who doubts the very will of God?

Then, why should we react distraught?

When we’re found knit within a womb

As He wills it! Let none assume,

That we are made some innert cells

A tumorous miscreant blob that dwells,

An abstract nuisance, quite remote…

Whose handiwork does this denote?

Who formed each delicate little toe?

Cells multiplied, each one just so?

A mouth, bright eyes, small shelllike ears

Heart, nerves, a brain with sense, that hears?

Oh Life… A treasure, each one so,

It’s by His grace that we may grow

And bring our joys in Him complete,

Surprising lives, with love replete.

A. Blokhuis

April 5/16

Murder…!

WNAL Staff — Fri, 17 Apr 2015 00:08:51 +0000

The following poem, “Murder…!” was written by Mr. Blokhuis and we include it here as a remembrance of what abortion truly is, the intentional murder of a defenseless pre-born child.

First open up and dilate,
We’ll give the Fiend some room
So he can use his instruments
Engaged in acts of doom.
It’s so to gain His access
And crush that tiny brain
Dismantled from it’s cervix,
Dissected from what’s sane.

Gently extract the pieces
And place them on a tray
Clings to His evil thesis,
Your problem’s gone away,
Now first we’ll reassemble,
Make sure each piece is there,
We’d never want to hurt you
The Devil takes great care.

Nurse will hold your hand dear,
Yes, she will see you through,
Ah, just a few more minutes,
You’ll be as good as new,
Yet, torn and mutilated,
This tiny human soul
Has been annihilated,
Harbinger of sheol.

My God, it’s bloody murder!
Dear Lord what have I done?
Is there for such forgiveness?
O God, where shall I run?
I’ve killed my tiny baby
What they said was a lie,
O Lord, help me and save me
I caused a life to die.

I?
I caused
I caused a life…
I caused my Lord to die
For me.

A. Blokhuis
Mar. 30/15

Life!

WNAL Staff — Sat, 16 Aug 2014 00:17:49 +0000

The following is a poem submitted by Mr. A. Blokhuis

Life!

What Father made most perfectly
Sly Fiend wants to destroy.
God’s love found every time we see
Each newborn girl or boy.

For Life is in each child contained
The instant when conceived
Old Satan wants his lies maintained.
Be not by him deceived.

That little one growing inside,
Autonomous! One whole,
Let not the evil Fiend decide,
He’s out to kill each soul.

And O, the anguish and the strife
What heartaches to endure,
When realizing “I took a life.”
Is there for such a cure?

Christ died for you to bear your pain,
And surely He’ll forgive,
Through faith renewed, to hope again,
And know Life is to live.

We each are to our purpose born
Then let your heart decide,
To love your child, as yet unborn,

Trust Him! He’s at your side.

A. Blokhuis
August 2/14

Mobilization

WNAL Staff — Sat, 21 Jun 2014 01:42:58 +0000

The following is a poem submitted by Mr. A. Blokhuis

Mobilization!

The time is ripe to mobilize, we can’t wait anymore,
Gather, you saints, yes organize, with purpose shore to shore.
For, not to act would be a shame, we’d have ourselves to blame,
Do we believe, Your kingdom come? When we pray in His name?

It’s not enough to gather once a year on parliament hill
But with a sense of purpose, then, resolve with iron will,
That killing of our innocents offends those who believe,
Adds insults to those injured and to all those so aggrieved.

To live and act the Pro-life side, can such a choice be wrong?
“To kill a life’s a mother’s choice!” So claims “Death Culture’s” throng.
Once Mengele! Like Morgentaler? Do likewise, miscreants claim,
Who laws and common sense attack and wondrous Life disdains

Down’s Syndrome children manifest, more love than one could find
Inside those foolish erudites, cursed with their addled mind,
Who rule with blinders on and say, the choice’s not up to me,
And every one an expert and the law is what you see.

When each convention claims you’re wrong, know in your heart what’s right,
To know this truth’s a gift of God! We can’t give up this fight.
Does man have dignity and worth? We’re in His image made!
Then, like the eagle He’ll renew… We will not flag nor fade.

We’re never alone, so every month, each day, yes, every hour,
We may seem weak, weary at times, yet trust in His great Power.
As once the freedom march rolled on and tyrants saw the light,
We live to serve both God and man.
Truth’s Law is our delight.

A. Blokhuis June 19/14

Who Are We?

WNAL Staff — Mon, 21 Oct 2013 21:15:58 +0000

Who Are We?

A zygote’s an example of man’s earliest stage on earth,

Made human in every regard so has inherent worth,

Truly alive and living, yet at an early station,

Sum total of nerves, cells, blood, flesh. Life’s early incarnation.

These facts are irrefutable, God’s Law is indisputable,

Men cannot maim or kill, This goes against God’s will.

A fetus is a separate soul with it’s own DNA.

Small independent heart and mind yet growing every day

And at this stage made just like us in every way the same.

To think that it is otherwise would fill a world with shame.

These facts are irrefutable, God’s Law is indisputable,

Men cannot maim or kill; This goes against God’s will.

A toddler is a zygote who’s to a later stage advanced,

Features and characteristics are at this point much enhanced.

One would not think of killing now! Why would one then before?

Is it because they “Grow” on you? Remindful more and more,

That facts are irrefutable, God’s Law is indisputable,

Men cannot maim or kill; This goes against God’s will.

A zygote culminates into a child, some mild others headstrong,

One loveable, one not so much, but cull them? T’would be wrong.

Get rid of one and keep the best? Oh hear the hue and cry,

If that is such a crime today, why cause those wee ones die?

These facts are irrefutable, God’s Law is indisputable,

Men cannot maim or kill; This goes against God’s will.

A zygote is a fetus, toddler, child, teen, aged man.

Tell me which one’s not human? Pick him out if you can,

You be the judge and jury. Tell, which of them must go?

Here Solomon’s wisdom’s not required for all sane men will know:

Life’s facts are irrefutable, God’s Law is indisputable,

Man may not maim or kill; It violates God’s will!

A. Blokhuis Oct. 16, 2103