Roosevelt Dawson
JBurns5699 (JBurns5699(AT)aol.com)
Mon, 2 Mar 1998 01:16:26 EST
The tragedy of Roosevelt Dawson is beyond words. We've cheapened our
existence so. We base our "quality" of life on physical and economic
existence. How often do we hear abortion argued for the sake of economics. A
family can't afford children, or can't afford to care for an elderly adult.
Suicide you can call it, but Roosevelt Dawson was aborted by a society that
demands perfection, he just happened to make it out of the womb a little while
before his imperfection became apparent. Where do we set the standard? What
physical or emotional ailment should set the standard for the extinguishing of
life? Although volumes could be filled with the accomplishments of the so-
called "handicapped", we choose instead to heap laurels on the "physical gods
and godesses" of our society, and to exclude anything less from "success".
Shame on our society.
Frankly, with this type of thinking, what is the point of existence for
anyone. If to be "worm-food" is the culmination of our existence , all of us
average or less-than people should line-up at Kevorkian's office as soon as
possible. Perhaps we could get a group discount. Is our future only to be
the dung of insects?
I say no. All we need do is look around us to see the wonderous design
of a creator. If you have any understanding of the mathematics involved, you
will realize that the chance factor of our existence without design is beyond
comprehension. That we would crawl out of the slime, to become the intricate
creatures that we are, truly takes a tremendous leap of faith.
The real problem in this world is not that God does not exist. The real
problem is that we live in a world that rejects God until a time of clamity,
and then chooses to lay the blame for said calamity upon Him.
Two-thousand years ago, God reached down to man and said that there is
more to existence than this life. A door was provided to this expansion of
our existence, his name was Christ Jesus.
All of us face life and death with differing experiences. Some choose a
"worm-food" future. I choose a future of hope, the hope of life eternal
through Christ Jesus. I choose a future of design, provided by the great
Designer. All are free to choose. I grieve at the choice made by Roosevelt
Dawson.
Jeffrey R. Burns