I started my blog a few days ago with this comment: “Every life is precious. Young and old, weak or strong, planned or unplanned.”
It’s true, and I believe every word of it.
But to be perfectly candid, I worry that statements like that get tossed about too easily.
Yes, all life is precious, and we should proclaim that boldly from the rooftops. But the flip side of that boldness is the humility that compels us to roll up our sleeves and come alongside the weak, the elderly, and special needs children and the families who care for them.