Celebrating Life

So, I had a beautiful birthday. I'd been
going back and forth about whether to go for the 'Walk
For Life' and I'm glad that I did it.

After all, what better way is there to celebrate
my 35th year of life than by taking part in a
pro-life walk, a walk that calls to mind the need
to cultivate a culture of life, especially during
this, the 35th anniversary of the Roe V Wade, U.S
Supreme Court decision to legalise abortion in the
US.

It is well worth reflecting/contemplating on the
fact that I was born, 35 years ago, just around
the time when the Supreme Court here chose
to allow people to legally abort the unborn
for whatever reasons, whatsoever.

The babies aborted around that time would
have been my age this year. In taking
part in the walk, I felt that it was one
way I could help to give a voice to the
voiceless, to make a stand on behalf
of those who did not have a choice to keep their
lives.

In place of a birthday dinner celebration
as usual, or a birthday cake, or birthday cards,
I broke bread and shared the feast of Christ's
body and blood with my fellow brothers
and sisters in Christ at mass at St. Patrick's
Church, I had the pleasure of enjoying the candles
lit at the Tabernacle and I had a placard to hold
'Women Deserve Better Than Abortion' during the
Walk For Life.

Yes, it took 6 hours to drive there and 6 hours to
drive back to LA, but it was a journey not made
in vain. After all, no life is lived in vain.

It was a celebration of life. The life that is
given to all of us, the life that only He
can give, or take away.