How Lonely Sits the City: An American Lamentation

How lonely sits the city that once was full of people! ~A man who knew how to cry…

One doesn’t have to goose-step in order to march to the beat of the Nazi drum. Smiling women in white coats are sauntering through American gulags every day; slicing and chopping their way through an entire generation of defenseless children. Honestly, I shouldn’t liken these death-dealers to the Nazis. It isn’t fair to the fascists of the last century. The rank and file at Planned Parenthood makes the gestapo look like a humanitarian aid organization.

Barbarism has been with us since the Fall. But for most of our history we have had the good sense to acknowledge it as such. Only recently have we celebrated it. Only recently have we thought it possible among otherwise civilized peoples. We once thought that these practices were only carried out under the cover of darkness in the deep jungles and in other equally far flung places. Now we murder on Main Street. And we advertise these  savage services in the Yellow Pages.

At first we were a little shocked. Then we tolerated it. Soon we accepted it. Now we have institutionalized it. We consciously subsidize the destruction of little lives and then dice and distribute the fruit of our barbarity for profit. We have enlisted a whole horde of mercenary midwives who don’t waste our young on crocodiles in the Nile; they desecrate wombs for profit. It doesn’t make sense but it certainly makes cents. We no longer think in moral terms. We only think monetary terms.

There was a time when human sacrifices were only offered up to appease angry deities. Babies now die upon the altar of personal comfort. The argument that is always trotted out before us is that we must take care to “save the life of the mother”. But this really just amounts to saving a lifestyle at the expense of another life. Now we willingly sacrifice our children just so that we can avoid unsightly stretch marks and so that we can better afford that new Lexus.

Man is created in the image and likeness of God. Even though the image has been effaced by our rebellion against God and is only fully restored in Christ, still that image has not been erased. That image stands as a shield against all lawless bloodlust. God’s law has sanctity and therefore our lives have dignity.  In Genesis 9:6, the Lord says, “And surely your blood of your lives will I require; at the hand of every beast will I require it, and at the hand of man; at the hand of every man’s brother will I require the life of man. Whoso sheddeth man’s blood, by man shall his blood be shed: for in the image of God made he man.” In this passage, even the animals are held accountable for taking the life of a man. In this abortion holocaust, we have fallen below the level of the beasts. God made us a little lower than the angels and we have made our selves far lower than the animals.

In the coming days I hope to encourage us with a plan of action; a plan of attack. But for now this is a lamentation. Just as Jeremiah wept those many years ago, so must we.  With a broken heart he surveyed that solitary city and cried, “Her children are gone…” (Lam. 1:5). Our cheeks are chapped to our shame.

Let us now weep and cry,
For all of those tears unshed,
Let us now wail and sigh,
For all of the unborn dead.

Shake us, Lord, that we might feel,
The burden of our sin.
Break us, Lord, that we may heal,
Lord, make us men again.


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