I Should Have Known You Would Ruin The Pro-Life Rally

Now you knew when you meet me Barbara, that I am not one to hold back on how I feel, or someone who makes a habit of biting their tongue, so it should come as no surprise when I tell you that the decisions you made regarding the catering of our church’s anti-abortion rally were solely responsible for its’ failure and will more than likely lead to more abortions than less. That may seem harsh, and if it has hurt you than I am sorry you feel that way, but I am not sorry for saying it.

It is my duty, not only as the head of our Bible study group, but as a Christian woman to be honest even at the risk of hurting one of my dear friend’s feelings. When you brought up the idea of bringing some light snacks to our next rally, I was apprehensive to say the least but against my better judgement, I did not openly voice my concerns. Although I did mention to Nancy and Diane that I thought it was a horrible idea. Did they listen? Of course not. I’m only the sole individual responsible for coordinating the event, finding pictures of the murdered babies, blowing them up at Kinko’s, and checking with the police department to see how close we could legally position ourselves in front of the high school.

And I didn’t want to bring this up but did it ever cross your mind whether or not you should have gotten my approval before introducing it at the meeting? Apparently not based upon the way you ambushed me in the middle of the planning session. I let you into one of the most exclusive Bible clubs in Colorado Springs and this is how you repay me?

I immediately knew I had made a mistake by not vetoing your idea when I showed up at the school that morning and saw the cotton candy machine. How you thought soft, colorful, delicious candy was going to help stop innocent babies from being aborted I will never know.

Even if you had good intentions, the food you brought to the rally seemed to attract more attention then the message we were attempting to spread. Instead of making good use of my time by getting the word out on the evils of Planned Parenthood, I spent the majority of it  assuring the students that the mini-burgers were in fact free and that they could have as many refills of soda as they desired. The goal of these rallies is to get kids to discuss and debate the rights of Pro-life and the wrongs of pro-choice, the only discussion I saw them having was a debate over who got to eat the last hot dog.

I would never ever suggest that you are some sort of Judas, but the way you went around my back and turned my rally into some sort of all you can eat buffet was far from Christ-like.  I can not count the number of students who complimented me on how much more they liked this year’s graduation picnic than last year’s, so don’t come crying to me when you find that your responsibilities have been greatly diminished next month at our gay marriage protest. I am not the one who was rescued from obscurity by a stranger and given everything a God fearing woman could ever want from a weekly church group only to return the favor with Judas-like treachery.

I don’t know where to go from here, I have some serious decisions to make. I have gone against my God given instincts a couple of times with you and I don’t know if the Bible Group can afford another one of your blunders. Only time and prayer will answer that question. I am praying for you and I suggest you do the same. If I do allow you to stay, you will be walking on eggshells and if you mess up again, you will be right back where I found you- taking minutes at Jews for Jesus meetings.