A One Way Ticket to Heaven

What a blessing it was listening to Dr. James Dobson tonight coming home from church. He played a previously recorded conversation with Coach Gene Stallings. Coach Stallings had a son named Johnny who lived for 46 years and was a blessing to all who met him. Johnny was born with Down's Syndrome and brought such happiness to his parents' life. I can't remember all that was said, but I know this father's love for his son was very evident. One thing he said was, "Johnny had a one way ticket to heaven." I had never really spent much time thinking about that, but when he said that, my heart smiled.

At the end of the broadcast I wept. I wept over all those babies who have been killed because their parents didn't want to be "burdened." I wept over those lives who will never spread joy like these special children do. I wept over our President who sees nothing wrong with killing these babies. And I wept over our nation, how we have come so far. I don't mean that in a good way, but in how far we have come from the God who created us - the God who knit us together in our mother's womb - the God who rejoices over us with singing - the God who calls us each by name - the God who loves us so much that He gave His only Son to die such a cruel death so that we may live with Him forever. I hang my head in anguish, and my heart is heavily burdened. Why would God ever want to bless this nation?