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"The 'Blessing' of Abortion"

From World Magazine:

"Abortion is a blessing and our work is not done. Let me hear you say it: abortion is a blessing and our work is not done. Abortion is a blessing and our work is not done. Abortion is a blessing and our work is not done."

That was the Rev. Katherine Hancock Ragsdale in 2007, repetitiously inciting her disciples to be not just pro-choice but fanatically pro-abortion. This is significant because, according to standard journalistic stylebooks, Ragsdale does not exist. We're told that pro-choice folks don't like abortion; they're just trying to help a woman facing tragedy.

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kjjbbq@gmail.com said…
She's not for adult abortion is she? I mean we can't have people around who make our lives inconvenient or who cause us not to be able to be happy. It's just not right for Ms. Ragsdale to be a burden on our society as she is at this time. Fortunately for Ms. Ragsdale her mother had the common decency to let her be born since she didn't have a voice for herself at that time. To think that she has become an advocate for the murder of the voiceless millions is beyond comprehension. I can only imagine how she would feel if someone were to stand before her, tape her mouth shut, and say to hundreds surrounding her, "This is a choice!" "We should have the choice to do this!" "We have the choice to get rid of this fetus!" "This fetus is inconvenient to us we must not let it mess up our lives" SHE WOULD NOT STAND STILL AND LET HERSELF BE ABORTED. This person is beyond deceived. This person is obviously demon possessed. God help this woman to see the light! God help her to change her mind and her heart. God help her and US to see that we are in dire need or you! GOD we need your revival! Prayer warriors ....PRAY for this woman! Let heaven come against this EVIL that she is propagating. IN Jesus' Name help her!
April 30, 2009
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