I am pro-life. I believe abortion is a painful and dark reality in the world.
But I’m often reluctant to associate with the pro-life movement. And I don’t think I’m alone.
I remember, years ago, when I was in high school, sitting at a picnic table at a park near my home reading Martin Luther King’s Letters From a Birmingham Jail and being moved by the love Dr. King had for his oppressors. He was willing to cause tension, for sure, but he was also willing to die as a martyr. He was willing to die for those who he saw as lost in darkness.
The ability to love our enemies, and I mean deeply love our enemies, is of the most [...]