I was overjoyed when Bush won reelection, and increased the Republican lead in the House and the Senate - with the prospects of rooting out the liberal activism in the Federal Courts with conservative appointments. I was thrilled to think that finally America had again found its moral compass; the body politic was being cleansed by the light of truth and "right".
What a fool I am!
Here we have a woman dying by judicial fiat, based on dubious testimony as to her "wishes". Our elected officials only offer up limp-wristed pallatives instead of decisive action, and supposed "conservative" FRiends are calling for her death on specious "constitutional" grounds. Or worse yet, because they might have to spend a few tax dollars on her continuing care!
Our culture is irrecoverably sick. We are dying; by small steps and large leaps - through the efforts of our announced enemies and our purported friends.
E'en so, Lord Jesus, quickly come. PLEASE!
Amen.
Since Terri has been condemned to death by a judge, why can't President Bush just pardon her ? Seems pretty simple to me.
Clinton can pardon a fugitive like Marc Rich, but we can't pardon Terri? What is becoming of this once God-fearing land?
The thing is, when the Constitution was written, I seriously doubt the Founding Fathers considered euthanasia as an option. It's clear to me that their whole point of view while drafting the Constitution was for Life, not death, with the one exception of capital punishment.
So now that we've reached the age (again) that damn near anything goes where human life is concerned, Congress and the President have attempted to use the "checks and balances" of our system to give one innocent victim her right to life and to due process as afforded by the Constitution. Yet she's still being starved to death thanks to the Judicial branch of our country who believe the actions of Sunday night are unconstitutional.
We are now no different than pre-WWII Germany. I'm losing faith in a system that puts "procedure" that has been hijacked, twisted, and distorted above the life of a helpless, innocent human being. (Not that I've had much faith in it lately. What little I've had is quickly being flushed down the toilet, and not just over Terri.)
A good friend warned me about putting your faith in other people because, eventually, they will disappoint you. The truth of this is glaring at the moment. It's moments like this when the desire to get off this rock and got Home is the strongest.
Maranatha, Lord Jesus.