Many of us as CCBR staff have had people say to us: “I think what you’re doing is great, but I could never do it.” Perhaps some people wonder who we actually are and how we started doing pro-life work. For most of us, being a full or part-time pro-life advocate was never our intention. Each of us came to this work from a different background. This next series is meant to show that you don’t have to have special gifts or talents to do this work: you just have to care. ~ Justina Van Manen
September 24, 2018
September 20, 2018
Mary Turner’s story died when she died. Mary Turner’s protest died when she died. Mary Turner’s pre-born baby died when she died. Mary Turner’s name died when she died. You don’t recognize her name. You don’t recognize her story. And if you were there on May 19th, 1918, you wouldn’t recognize her body either. Mary Turner was a mother of three. She was a wife to Hayes Turner. She was a woman of colour—and that’s why she was killed in Lowndes County, Georgia.
September 17, 2018
Her story broke my heart. It was one of pain, brokenness, loss, sorrow, loneliness – all carefully hidden under a mask of anger and bitterness. From her blazing eyes and the way she yelled at me, the mask was all I saw. But from her words, the buried pain was obvious. She’d survived sexual assault. She’d had an abortion. And it had happened when she was only eight years old. What could I say? I could do nothing to take away her pain. I couldn’t even imagine what she was going through. I couldn’t begin to understand how much the memory hurt.
September 10, 2018
I grew up in a Catholic home, and I have always been pro-life. Even though abortion was not talked about while I was growing up, I knew my family believed abortion was wrong. I lived in a bubble; I thought everyone around me was pro-life too. That bubble didn’t burst until I was in my Grade 12 English class.
September 7, 2018
Over the last four months my alarm was set at 4:00 am—3 hours after my bedtime at 1:00 am. But between the 21 hours of little rest every day: I had the time of my life. I was an intern at the Canadian Center for Bio-Ethical Reform over the summer. The Canadian Center for Bio-Ethical Reform is a pro-life group striving to make abortion unthinkable in Canada by exposing what abortion is through abortion victim photography and pro-life apologetics.
July 30, 2018
We hear it everywhere: “Believe what you want to believe, but don’t force your beliefs on others.” The very name ‘pro-choice’ appears to tout this idea. The pro-abortion movement is all about choice, except, it seems, when it comes to having children. Contraception, birth control, sex education, and abortion all need to be seen a certain way—their way. One of the ways this manifests itself is in how the West treats Africa.
July 30, 2018
The question is on Facebook, splashed across the fronts of newspapers, and crackling through on the radio--just like last year and the year before that and the year before that, every media outlet is asking the question: what about the children? I’ve come to realize that that particular question isn’t going anywhere.
July 20, 2018
Working in the pro-life movement can be discouraging at times. We do experience a lot of backlash for what we do. I have to admit, however, that I often assume people’s reactions before I even know them. Last week I was post carding a particularly unforgiving neighbourhood when I came to a house where a woman was sitting on her porch. I walked up her front steps and asked if I could give her some important information regarding human rights, offering her a postcard.
July 11, 2018
A short while ago, I spoke with a student named Kevin. Last year, Kevin had encountered our group in front of his high school as we dialogued with students while showing abortion victim photography. He told me that at that time he was passionately pro-choice and debated fiercely while we were there. He went on to explain that when he walked away, he was still adamantly pro-choice. However, Kevin shared that something had resonated with him. After encountering the images and reflecting upon the conversations he had had, he was prompted to do his own research.