Category: Pro-Life

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Abortion and Class Discrimination

When we think of discrimination we often leap to an image of race. Yes, race discrimination is certainly an atrocity and we see it often – even in the choice of location for abortion facilities and the percentages of those affected. That abortion centers are primarily located in poorer, black neighborhoods has been documented. After all Margaret Sanger’s intent was...

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Are We Politically Correct Like Pilate?

As Holy Week begins, we might ask ourselves if we are a part of the ‘go along to get along’ crowd like Pilate. Do we simply sit back in our comfortable haven or are we advocates for the less fortunate? Do we join in the Cross or wait, selfishly, for Easter joy? Jesus admonishes us to take up our cross and follow Him.

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Aborted:
Faceless Group or Beloved Individuals?

Recently, I revisited my pro-life testimony which was originally shared here some ten years ago. Not that it ever really leaves my consciousness. The repercussions of having a baby, conceived in rape, at the tender age of 14 follows you no matter where you are in life. It is evident that I was born to some pretty spectacular parents – my child...

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Catholic Life In Our Times

Catholic life in our times can be trying but, with our trust in the Lord, we will be triumphant through Him. As I reflected on the name of my blog, I realized the time had come. Designs by Birgit no longer represents my mission or my focus in life. Begun as a Mommy Blog, Designs by Birgit shared the usual...

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New Title X Regulations Disqualify Planned Parenthood

The fierce battle between the Culture of Death and the Culture of Life is heightened now that there is a new administration in charge. In the realm of sex education and Title X, the stakes could not be any higher. The prize for the winner is the very souls of our children. God gave them to us for just a...

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14 and Pregnant – Is My Life Ruined?

It never occurred to me that the cute 16 year old guy down the street had a violent side. At 14, my string bean figure had become a bit curvier, yet my biggest passion was riding my pony (bareback) through our little town. We lived a lifestyle typical to those days in the early 70’s: get up, do chores, and...