Eventually, judicial tyranny will lead to the end of civilization. It always does. 
Check out www.theempirejournal.com re: judicial tyrannist Judge George Greer. (four stories re: Terri on this New York web site.)
Posted on 11/17/2004 9:22:53 AM PST by NYer
Well said.
And I would like to read the story that you mentioned.
This is what you get at these supposed intellectual bastions of learning. Everything is relative and there are no moral limits. It is sickening, sickening, sickening. Lord have mercy on us all.
"If I had walked in to find ghouls like that around my now 6 year old niece who was born very premature there'd have been a war."
Thank you! My niece was in intensive care for a couple of days after she was born, long story, not important. But my point is you had to wash your hands, you could only go in two people at a time, you were instructed, verbally and via signs to only "look at your own baby". I guess they don't want the kids getting over stimulated by people waving and cooing at them.
I cannot beleive that any hospital let a big gang of strangers like this into a neonatal unit, regardless of their reason for being there.
I'd sue that hospital into bankruptcy if it were my child involved.
My daughter was born 12 weeks premature at the hospital in this article (St. Peters). She is now 4 years old and perfect, I am grateful to the doctors and staff at St. Peters and thank God every day for the excellent care we received. It's worth pointing out that this is a Catholic hospital and they will not perform any procedures that are contrary to Catholic doctrine.
My wife, who was six-and-a-half months pregnant, was rushed to the hospital due to some unexpected difficulties.
A nurse asked me this question: "Do you want to take your wife or your baby home?" In an obvious state of shock, I answered, "Preferably both!" She glumly responded that neither one might be going home.
Long story short...emergency C-section, our son weighed a little more than a pound, and had very serious breathing issues. Into the neo-natal unit he went. The doctor's prognosis: "He probably won't survive through the night."
When he did make it through the first night, the prognosis was: "Your son, in all likelihood, will be blind and/or severely mentally retarded."
Almost three months later, we finally took him home from the hospital. Today, eighteen-plus years later, he's a freshman in college and is one of the brightest young men I know (Dad-bragging notwithstanding!). Every day he is a reminder to me of the precious value of every single life, even those that might be "given up on" when things don't look rosy. Every day I think about those totally dedicated neo-natal staffers who would not give up, even in difficult circumstances. And every day, I thank God for the lessons we learned because our son was not "given up on."
Sorry for the long, emotional soliloquy. I just can't believe the thrust of this article...
God Blessing ping
Sorry for the long, emotional soliloquy. I just can't believe the thrust of this article...
Believe it!! And, trust me, there are others who will jump onto this bandwagon for one very good reason - stem cells. The perfect donor candidate is the late term abortee. These neonatal babies would make excellent organ donors as well ... oh brave new world.
Thanks for the comments.
Thank you for pointing that out. It is also a good reminder to any and all of the need to research hospital policies before you get sick and are rushed to the emergency room.
It is also a good policy to keep a card in your wallet with the name and, preferably, cell phone number of your parish priest or minister. Nowadays, hospitals no longer keep track of a patient's religious beliefs. If I am in a serious accident, the last face I want to see is that of a priest annointing me with holy chrism.
Moral Relativism: God's moral and natural laws just don't apply here and we all agree that it's ok to kill premature and sick children. The community declares that it's moral to kill pre-mature babies since we are a society of self-centered pagans, Satanists, socialists, atheists, Marxists who just don't believe God, His laws or His word.
74. This means that all diligence should be exercised by States to prevent within their territories the ravages of an anti-God campaign which shakes society to its very foundations. For there can be no authority on earth unless the authority of the Divine Majesty be recognized; no oath will bind which is not sworn in the Name of the Living God. We repeat what We have said with frequent insistence in the past, especially in Our Encyclical Caritate Christi: "How can any contract be maintained, and what value can any treaty have, in which every guarantee of conscience is lacking? And how can there be talk of guarantees of conscience when all faith in God and all fear of God have vanished? Take away this basis, and with it all moral law falls, and there is no remedy left to stop the gradual but inevitable destruction of peoples, families, the State, civilization itself."[46]
24. But We, on the other hand, Venerable Brethren, in virtue of Our pastoral office, must bear aloft these names and these ideas, and preserve them in their true meaning, in their genuine dignity, and still more in their practical and necessary application to Christian life. To this We are urged by the very defense of God and Religion, which We sustain, since penance is of its nature a recognition and a re-establishment of the moral order in the world which is founded on the eternal law, that is on the living God. He who makes satisfaction to God for sin, recognizes thereby the sanctity of the highest principles of morality, their internal binding power, the need of a sanction against their violation. Certainly one of the most dangerous errors of our age is the claim to separate morality from religion, thus removing all solid basis for any legislation. This intellectual error might perhaps have passed unnoticed and appeared less dangerous when it was confined to a few, and belief in God was still the common heritage of mankind, and was tacitly presumed even in the case of those who no longer professed it openly. But today, when atheism is spreading through the masses of the people, the practical consequences of such an error become dreadfully tangible, and realities of the saddest kind make their appearance in the world. In place of moral laws, which disappear together with the loss of faith in God, brute force is imposed, trampling on every right. Old time fidelity and honesty of conduct and mutual intercourse extolled so much even by the orators and poets of paganism, now give place to speculations in one's own affairs as in those of others without reference to conscience. In fact, how can any contract be maintained, and what value can any treaty have, in which every guarantee of conscience is lacking? And how can there be talk of guarantees of conscience, when all faith in God and all fear of God has vanished? Take away this basis, and with it all moral law falls, and there is no remedy left to stop the gradual but inevitable destruction of peoples, families, the State, civilization itself.
Declaration of Independence:
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.--That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, --That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness.
Bookmark to read later...
I feel a rant coming on.
>:-[
Some societies also launched pogroms against Jews 'for the greater good'.....
It doesn't really make it right, does it?
Eventually, judicial tyranny will lead to the end of civilization. It always does.
Check out www.theempirejournal.com re: judicial tyrannist Judge George Greer. (four stories re: Terri on this New York web site.)
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/1264875/posts?page=430
Those are the same questions that are not being properly addressed in the stem cell discussions.
Is it a human child or not?
Thank you for posting this absolutely beautiful reminder! May God bless you abundantly!
The following was sent to me years a go, from a person concerned for the little ones. It is a true story, BTW.
Smell Of Rain: The story of Danae comforted on God's chest
A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the Doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy from surgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency cesarean to deliver the couple's new daughter, Danae Lu Blessing.
At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. 'I don't think she's going to make it', he said, as kindly as he could. "There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one".
Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Danae would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.
"No! No!" was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away.
Through the dark hours of morning as Danae held onto life by the thinnest thread, Diana slipped in and out of sleep, growing more and more determined that their tiny daughter would live-and live to be a healthy, happy young girl. But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of their daughter's chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy, knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable.
David walked in and said that we needed to talk about making funeral arrangements. Diana remembers 'I felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, trying to include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn't listen, I couldn't listen.' I said, "No, that is not going to happen, no way! I don't care what the doctors say; Danae is not going to die! One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!" As if willed to live by Diana's determination, Danae clung to life hour after hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her miniature body could endure.
But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Danae's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw,' the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Danae struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Danae suddenly grew stronger. But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.
At last, when Danae turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Danae went home from the hospital--just as her mother had predicted.
Today, five years later, Danae is a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She shows no signs, what so ever, of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she is everything a little girl can be and more-but that happy ending is far from the end of her story.
One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Danae was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ballpark where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing.
As always, Danae was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, Danae asked, "Do you smell that?"
Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain."
Danae closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?"
Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet, it smells like rain.
Still caught in the moment, Danae shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."
Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Danae then happily hopped down to play with the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Danae on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.
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