12 Dec I Remember Darkness
December 12, 2012
From the Desk of Carol Soelberg:
The article you are about to read is both graphic and heart wrenching.
It is also true. I know personally the author and invite you to get acquainted with her. If you are a regular follower of our alerts, you will recognize her story, for we have shared it in various forms before–but never this personal or detailed. Her story has a happy ending though many stories like hers do not. I deeply thank Melissa for sharing her past and invite you to read on and have your passion for life and family touched as it may never have been touched before.
I REMEMBER DARKNESS
By Melissa Anderson
I remember darkness. The kind of darkness that keeps monsters hidden.
I remember hunger. Gnawing hunger. I remember stealing food from forbidden cupboards. Only parents ate from the cupboard. Children starved. Children ate from the garbage can. I stole, and was told that God condemned stealing while I was beaten for my infraction. I could not understand a God who condemned a starving child while condoning the lash on the child’s back. Not my God. It turns out I was right. My God condoned no such action.
I remember humiliation. I remember my father’s arms wrapped around me from behind, assuring me that what he was about to do would only hurt for a little while. The memory will never leave me.
I remember helplessness. I remember watching my little brother beaten, bleeding from his wounds, begging for it to stop. I remember wondering if he would live or die. I once witnessed my brother’s near lifeless body being stuffed into a black trash bag. My parents wanted to show him what it would be like when he finally died. He was worth no more than a black trash bag in a garbage pile. Yes, this actually happened. I witnessed it and the testimony of what I saw then will forever stand as a witness. A child was stuffed in a bag by the very hands that should have protected him.
In short, I have watched the suffering of children from my earliest days. I have watched it, witnessed it, and will spend the entirety of my life fighting against it. Perhaps I will find at the end of my life that my own pains protected another from suffering. Then the pain will be worth it. If my pain can serve to protect just one child, I will consider my own memories sanctified.
I speak from a position of authority on the subject when I say that I see absolutely no difference between abortion and child abuse. I see no difference between a ten-year-old’s body stuffed in a trash bag and thrown in a garbage pile and the body of a four-month-old preborn infant stuffed in a trash bag and thrown in a garbage pile. The only difference I see is society’s ability to condemn the one while condoning the other, all the while completely ignoring the connection which allows the humanity of the preborn infant to be utterly denied.
Abortion is child abuse in the most vile of forms as the pre-born infant is completely unprotected under the law.
This Holiday season, I ask that you celebrate Life by helping organizations like United Families International continue their work. I ask that you give your time, your talents or your resources for the protecting of children, both born and preborn. Show your love for the children in your life by recognizing that somewhere, even as you read this, there is a child who needs hands like yours to protect them.
Join with me in condemning the abuse of children at all stages of life. Generously give of your time, talents and resources.
To read more on Melissa Anderson’s life and story, go here .
Thank you, Melissa, for “choosing” to celebrate life and for encouraging that celebration in the lives of others. Melissa knows how critical it is for you to lend support to our efforts to preserve life and families. You can do so by reaching deep in your hearts and pockets and contributing as much as you possibly can to help save a life and create a happy ending for someone else.
The United Nations season is upon us again. The voices of those working to end the lives of the unborn and make abortion a “universal human right” are relentless. The voices that wish to deconstruct marriage and the natural family are stronger and more blatant than ever before. For the next five months we will be at the UN fighting these voices in meetings known as:
Commission on Social Development
Commission on Population and Development
Commission on the Status of Women
Commission on Sustainable Development
We need your help. It is impossible for us to continue our work without you. Please consider a generous donation today.
President, United Families International