A barely-acknowledged fact of modern life is the damaged and wounded women who have had an abortion. Many women don’t realize the magnitude of the decision they have made until much, much later, and once they do, they suffer from it for years.
On June 27, I had the privilege of attending an extraordinary and beautiful mass/ funeral for the aborted unborn, found in a Dumpster in the Detroit Metro area, in the City of Livonia. This mass was held at Assumption Grotto in Detroit, and was attended by Fr. Frank Pavone of Priests for Life.
Whether anyone else at the well-attended funeral knew it or not, there were women in attendance who, though not the mothers of those particular infants (as far as I know), were there to bury their aborted young ones along with these poor little ones, in spirit.
One of the women reported having serious repurcussions in the years since her abortion, serious anxiety and guilt problems, an inability to put that event to rest- not in her mind, not in her heart- not in her soul.
Having named her aborted child, along with all the other mourners, in a spirit of prayer and penitence, this lady offered to her Beloved Jesus the child, who through misinformation and difficulties, had sent that child to him an a much different way years earlier.
It was a beautiful and dignified send off for that little one, a beautiful resting place, a memorial, a sacred place where she could now lay him to rest. It was a restoration for her heart and soul, a chance to seek forgiveness, mercy and healing.
She was not the only one.
The magnitude of the fate of those little ones is enough to make anyone weep. We are all responsible to God for how our society treats ‘the least of these’ and cares for the ‘little ones.’
However, those little ones took with them to heaven healing, blessings and great love.
And they left some women in peace, in wholeness, in hope.