12/20/2025
Until you have opened your door at 2 a.m. to a terrified child clutching a trash bag of their things, you do not understand.
Until you have said yes when your house is already full because saying no means that baby sleeps in an office chair tonight, you do not understand.
Until you have watched a social worker’s voice crack as they beg for someone to take anyone, a toddler, a sibling set, or a teen who has been sleeping at the DSS building for nearly two weeks, you do not understand.
Until you have smelled the fear on a child’s clothes, seen the blank stare of one who has been moved too many times, or heard a little one whisper, “Do I have to go again?” you do not understand.
You do not understand why I speak with such fire when I say this is not about being pro birth.
Being pro life means every life.
The ones born drug exposed.
The ones abandoned.
The ones who have no one left to fight for them.
I am disheartened.
I am tired.
Tired of hearing about kids sleeping on office floors.
Tired of seeing toddlers passed around like luggage.
Tired of watching teenagers age out with no family waiting.
Tired of the silence from those who say they are pro life but turn away when that life is messy, traumatized, or inconvenient.
If we can fill the streets for the unborn, and we should,
then why are we not filling them for the children already here?
The ones who just want someone to care enough to stay.
This is not bitterness.
This is grief.
This is heartbreak.
This is truth.
And maybe it is time we stop hiding behind comfort and start living what we claim to believe.
God never called us to protect life only in the womb.
He called us to love it after.
The Church should be the loudest voice for the children no one else sees.
The hands that reach out first.
The homes that open widest.
The hearts that stay when everyone else walks away.
If you are already helping these kids, this post is not about you.
I thank God for you.
But even you would admit that not enough is being done.
Not enough homes.
Not enough hands.
Not enough hearts willing to say yes.
We do not need more words.
We need action.
Because faith without it is just noise.
Something has to change.