How many lawyers fought for Adrianna?
Shame on us
Shame on us all.
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Charles Fredrick Warner Fights For His Life
…but who fights for Adrianna?
For the last 3 years I have written about the utter–and I do mean utter lack of legal protection afforded the children of this country.
The massive outcry over the fates of convicted rapists and murders (of children), Clayton Lockett and Charles Warner speak volumes about this terrible sin of omission.
Every major news outlet in this country has had a banner headline about these cases. Most focus on the convicts fighting for their rights.
Only one or two mention the brutal crimes these men committed against children.
Lockett tortured and murdered a teen.
Warner raped, savaged, and murdered a baby.
The way we defend the rights of child rapists and murderers matters.
The way we ignore their victims matters more.
Justice for Clayton D. Lockett?
Most states don’t apply the death penalty to average joes.
Nope.
It usually takes doing something pretty rough to warrant a death sentence.
And yet the barrage of articles peppering the Internet seem to focus on the horror of a botched execution rather than the nightmarish crime it represents:
A teenage girl was abducted, brutally raped and murdered by a group of men. The last hours of her life had to have been hell.
But now, more than a decade later she is all but forgotten as we examine the death of one of her tormentors?
Why not put it to a simple test. Ask yourself this: whose death story would you prefer to endure–Lockett’s or Stephanie Michelle Nieman’s?
Divorcing Facebook
In all fairness to Facebook, I was a failure from the beginning.
I never posted a grumpy cat meme. I posted Bible verses. I wrote about child advocacy.
I was no fun.
So the decision to exit stage right was overdue. I stayed for the people I knew I would miss. And I left for my family’s safety.
Several times this morning I found myself fashioning vestigial posts about ghrelin, Alice Monro, and a beautiful rainstorm.
Notice I am still blogging, so I am hardly cured.
But it is a start.
I believe in the power of prayer. With or without the artifice of social media to prove that I am real.
I want to be real–
A tree that merely grows quietly in the forest. Making little noise at all.
Forgiveness in pieces
The news article announced–a person guilty of mass murder in Rwanda had been forgiven after 20 years.
A cause for celebration?
Perhaps. If you don’t want the survivors to languish in the grips of anger and a desire for revenge–perhaps.
Beware of cheap forgiveness.
What do I mean? I mean that anyone genuinely harmed by another person has to forgive at a terrible price. The price of rape and murder is unthinkable.
It is too big a number. Too large a sum.
Which brings me to Jesus.
I understand that however we humans talk of releasing the debt of pain and loss caused by irrevocable harm, what we mean is let go of it.
We do not have the power to undo it. We do not have the power to expiate. We do not have the power to redeem.
Only Jesus can do that because he does and he did.
He has the power; he paid the debt.
What makes you mad?
Twice today I encountered people who expressed their extreme annoyance at service people.
The first situation involved late food and lukewarm fries and the second involved prescriptions at a pharmacy.
The workers of the world were having a tough day.
I was struck by the gumption it takes to tell a stranger off.
Which led me to remember who we do not confront:
When was the last time you berated a pedophile? When was the last time you raised your voice against a rapist? When was the last time you made a stink about child abuse?
I ask because over the last few years I have watched a lot–lots and lots of people be very polite to some pretty bad men.
It seems to be easy to rant at a waiter or pharm tech, but much, much harder to confront real evil.
…at some point, being so very polite to evil might be a sin of its own. A grievous sin of omission.
Not Exactly Standing for Texas Women
Imagine your daughter was on life support. Imagine she was pregnant with your grandchild. Imagine the story of how she sustained her injuries was unsubstantiated and raised serious questions.
Would you want her to live? Would you pray for a miracle? Would you fight to save your child and your grandchild?
Would you want the law to protect them?
You might. I would. Ms. Machado and NARAL would not.
They want both the mother and unborn child to be denied the chance for life and the crucial protection of the law.
Neither of these patients had DNR orders. There is no written record to suggest Ms. Munoz wanted her life terminated, much less the life of her unborn child. The surviving family insist they are sure Ms. Munoz would want to die.
Her family is fighting to have her life extinguished. The only protection she has is the law of the state of Texas.
No thanks to Planned Parenthood, NARAL, and Wendy Davis.
Nixzmary Brown
Tell me one more time why you don’t believe in hell.
And I will say,
well, ask Nixzmary, she lived there.
Byreon Hunter
Little Byreon Hunter was an abuse and murder victim before anyone began to look for him.
The details of his abuse, torture, and slow agonizing death are more than any of us want to face.
But face them we must. Humans, parents, bad boyfriends do unspeakable things in our midst.
This is America. And if we don’t like what happened to Byreon Hunter then we must insist that his murderers face the full force of the law.
Knowing, as we do, even that would not be enough.
Dennis Rodman Proves MIB Was Right
I maintain that anyone who discounts the literal existence of hell is ignoring North Korea.
Now Dennis Rodman has taken things to a new level:
Carrying Light 