On Choice

This quote about choices by C.S. Lewis, in Mere Christianity, seems applicable to my previous journal entry:

People often think that Christian morality as a kind of bargain in which God says, ‘If you keep a lot of rules I’ll reward you, and if you don’t I’ll do the other thing.’ I do not think that is the best way of looking at it. I would much rather say that every time you make a choice you are turning the central part of you, the part of you that chooses, into something a little different from what it was before. And taking your life as a whole, with all your innumerable choices, all your life long you are slowly turning this central thing either into a heavenly creature or into a hellish creature: either into a creature that is in harmony with God, and with other creatures, and with itself, or else into one that is in a state of war and hatred with God, and with its fellow-creatures, and with itself. To be the one kind of creature is heaven: that is, it is joy and peace and knowledge and power. To be the other means madness, horror, idiocy, rage, impotence, and eternal loneliness. Each of us at each moment is progressing to the one state or the other.

Abortion

Over this past weekend, I felt compelled to get involved in an ethical debate on abortion in the comment section of Gil Milbauer’s weblog A Reasonable Man. The discussion has been mostly cool-headed with a couple stimulating comments from others. For me, I knew before hand that I was not going to change anybody’s opinion. It has been a roller coaster ride of emotions and internal dialog that has stressed me out.

Be forewarned to any religious readers who may feel tempted to add a comment at Gil’s weblog. Gil is a “reasonable man” in the fact that only reason is the acceptable form of debate. Any claim or justification to an external authority like the Bible or any other religious reference will be shot down in flames, and you will loose all credibility in his eyes.

Here are a few additional comments of mine that are tangential to the discussion at Gil’s. Besides, most of these violate his rules of engagement.

Libertarians like Gil believe that the rights of the individual are the most important thing. Issues like abortion (and suicide) become a collision between the values of human life and the right of an individual to choose. Gil wrote:

To me, valuing human life entails valuing an individual’s right to choose. I think that’s an essential part of being human and if I didn’t respect it, it would be far less meaningful for me to claim to value human life.

I see Gil’s point. There must be a balance between individual liberty and the need to preserve human life. Gil wondered, does the government have the right to force an individual to do something in order to save a human life? A medical example would be to force an individual to donate his or her bone marrow for a cancer patient.

Gil extrapolates this analysis to the choice of abortion—Does the government have the right to force a pregnant woman to preserve the human life developing inside of her? In other words, does the woman have the right to choose abortion? He and other commenters say no for two reasons: 1) They conveniently do not classify a fetus as a human being, and therefore it is not murder. 2) They absolve the woman of any responsibility for the effects of her choice to engage in sex.

On the first reason, sadly, there is no changing their opinion. But on the second reason, I find it ironic for someone that values the right of an individual to choose does not expect said individual to be held responsible for the effects of his or her choices. Where is the accountability?

If a woman (and a man) choose to engage in sex, they must be held responsible for any effects of their union. Sex for recreation does not negate the biological function of sex for procreation. If you do not hold them accountable for their choice, then you must absolve responsibility to other individuals for their choices. (I know of some chemical companies that are looking for someone to help them skirt their responsibilities of dumping toxic waste into the environment.)

Upon rereading the debate at Gil’s, I was appalled at how cold and calculating the comments were, including some of mine. There was no heart in the debate. No concern for others except for their rights. Where was the compassion? Where was mercy? Where was the morality of the issue?

Unwanted pregnancies is a difficult social issue. Unfortunately, I don’t have the answers. But abortion is not the solution. The souls of everyone involved, from the mother, the father, to the doctors and nurses, are tainted by this choice. You can rationalize abortion all you want, but your soul will still be scarred. Just the mental and emotional turmoil a woman has to go through to face this decision should be enough to tell you that this is wrong. (People used to call this your conscience talking to you.)

Libertarians like Gil forget that the individual is part of a community. (No man is an island.) And as part of a community, an individual must think of others first. Thinking of “me first” is one of the biggest shortcomings of our modern society. There is not one single (significant) choice an individual makes that does not affect someone else, especially choices involving human life.

If one has the opinion that the rights of the individual supercedes everything, then the value of human life is diminished. And I am suspicious of how truly committed that someone is to the value of human life.

Life is a gift. Do you have the right to refuse it for yourself? Do you have the right to refuse it for someone else?

Addendum: Read this quote about choices.

Duh! Of course

I was sitting in church last night and had one of those “duh” kind of moments.

I don’t know how many times I have said or heard it. It just never occurred to me this way before. You know that line in the Lord’s Prayer, “Give us this day our daily bread”? The word bread not only refers to food for the day, but more importantly, refers to Jesus, the Bread of Life. We not only need our daily bread to satisfy our physical hunger, but we need our daily Bread of Life to satisfy our spiritual hunger.

Duh! Of course.

(The best thing about a “duh” kind of moment is that you get this big smile on your face. And then everyone around you wonders what you are thinking.)

A Conversation

Within the course of a lengthy conversation covering a gamut of topics like retreats, Thomism, and his new parish assignment, I asked a young priest what was the best thing and worse thing about his new job?
He said that the best part is being there for people, especially at some critical point in their lives. Be it a joyful or sad occasion, he is glad to be of service. He also added that it is a relief to be finally working in his vocation. There were times at the seminary that he struggled whether the priesthood was the right path for him. He is glad that he does not have to waste energy worrying over that decision any more.
As for the worse part, he said that it was finding just a little time to himself. As an associate pastor in a large parish, the rectory is a busy place. He does not mind the interruptions, but it is a challenge to find a few moments of peace and quiet for prayer and reflection.
Afterwards, as I was getting in my car, I realized that I saw Jesus in him. And as I write this sentence, I realize that I see Jesus in quite a few people in the course of my day…

Cheerios

Child number 4, almost ten months old now, has reached a milestone. He can now eat Cheerios on his own!

3 Cheerios

Now that does not sound like a very big accomplishment compared to learning to walk, but learning how to eat Cheerios means several things. First, he is not choking on it. He has learned to chew gum his food and manipulate it in his mouth. (He currently only has two teeth on the bottom. The two on top are almost there.) Second, he has began to develop his fine-motor skills. It takes a lot of skill to pick up one little Cheerio and place it in your mouth. Before I know it, he will be picking up crayons and drawing on the walls.

For the parent, this comes with one big bonus. He can now be easily occupied for a short period of time. That gives my wife and I enough time to finish some household chores, finish our meal in a restaurant, or even finish this journal post. Of course, this little trick will only work for a couple more weeks.

FYI — There are approximately 4800 Cheerios in a 15 ounce box of cereal. No, I didn’t count them. This guy did. 🙂

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