Now that our household mood has quieted to sad brooding from wide-eyed freaking out (I did attempt to find a better phrase but that's really what was happening here.), I've been turning things over in my mind. I cannot help but draw parallels between a female rabbit savaging her young and a female human savaging her young (abortion, of course) ~ from the stress-related reasons to the ripped up body parts. Dead babies. But in the animal world, the female is labeled brutal and heartless ; while in our world, the woman is called brave and pained. Our society has so twisted the meaning of life and maturity that we are horrified at the nefarious rabbit ruled by instinct and applaud the frightened woman ruled by feelings (instead of values).
Humanity is thus cheapened, lowered to an animalistic level.
"What good is it, my brothers, if someone says he has faith but does not have works? Faith of itself, if it does not have works, is dead." James 2:14,17
So many souls lost . . . what are we doing?
Still brooding sadly over rabbits and babies,
|Clare laid out the whole ones before burying them. Poor kid.|