Happy March for Life!
“Happy March for Life!” More than a few people said that to me as I arrived here for the annual pro-life rally in our nation’s capital. The march actually consists of a few days of events. Initially a protest of the Supreme Court decision that legalized abortion, the march has evolved into more than just a protest — it’s a celebration as well, a reaffirmation of the things that really matter in life.
Legal abortion has changed our country, forcing political realignments and leading to the polarized rancor we see around us today. And for the reluctant mother who has an abortion, it forever changes the very texture of her being. It affects the people in her life and people who will be in her life. It leaves a scar that will always be there, unseen but omnipresent.
So why would the March for Life be a happy celebration? Because, in no small part, of the kids. The young people in attendance — a vast majority of them high school and college students — bring an energy and a rejuvenating commitment that, frankly, is needed more than ever in our country right now. It happens without fail every year: I walk into, usually, St. Matthew’s Cathedral, not very far from the White House, on the morning before the march. I forget that this is going to be a full 8 a.m. weekday Mass and smile as I see the high school students getting off their buses. The vast majority of them this year appeared to be from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. And after Mass, a woman I talked to said how familiar I looked. Perhaps her local paper runs this column or maybe she remembered the happy lady posting photos on social media of the students and the religious sisters traveling with them from the year before.
Helen Alvare, a law professor at the Antonin Scalia Law School in Virginia, often talks about the collective female misery brought about by abortion. The pressure on the poor and minorities to resort to abortion is something that should be a matter of outrage — but so should the pressure on working women. The upcoming movie “Unplanned,” about Abby Johnson, a Texas Planned Parenthood director who became a pro-life activist, illustrates the kind of corporate mindset that would keep women from fully embracing life. This mindset has infected our whole society, affecting families, the economy, religious life, crime and punishment, you name it.
The March for Life isn’t a Catholic event, but there sure are a lot of Catholics who show up, with crowded Masses seemingly held in every church in town. For me, it was hard not to think about the recent scandals in the Catholic Church. For one thing, Theodore McCarrick had attended the march the year before, in what I believe was his last public event before news broke of the many abuse allegations against him.
But as with the recent Fellowship of Catholic University Students SEEK event in Indianapolis at the start of the new year, this was a little window into the future. We prayed for victims of abuse and all of the 10,000 people at the Mass that night, and I walked away with a sense that these kids reject the poisons. One of the last things I saw before I left the Catholic University of America’s campus, was a snowball fight outside the church. It wasn’t vicious, but playfully tender. There’s a light hand to this generation, because they have seen the harsh and callous attitudes and sins that have destroyed lives and hearts. In the wake of such grim revelations and in the face of such a toxic cultural moment, they are a breeze that helps us move onward. May it be a breeze that lifts us all into a better future.
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