Marching for life

I recently attended the March for Life in Washington, D.C. It was my first time participating in the March and was also my first-ever visit to our nation’s capital.

It proved to be a very emotional and inspirational trip! Our first stop upon arrival was the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception for the Opening Mass National Prayer Vigil for Life.

An estimated 13,000 faithful seemingly filled every nook and cranny of the largest Catholic church in the United States and the tallest building in Washington, D.C.

As the Mass began, I watched in awe as so many seminarians, deacons, priests, bishops and cardinals made their way down the middle aisle that the procession lasted 45 minutes!

Friday morning, we arrived at The National Mall shortly after 10 a.m. We witnessed the largest crowd in the history of the march, more than 650,000 people, begin to gather for the rally and subsequent march.

I was very impressed by the hundreds of thousands of enthusiastic young people in attendance. Many of them carried signs that proclaimed themselves The Pro-Life Generation.

A reporter from The Washington Post approached me and requested permission to ask me a few questions: e.g. “Was this my first march?” “Why did I feel compelled to come this year?”

My response was: It was 40 years ago that Roe v. Wade became the law of the land; 55 million babies have been aborted since then, wiping out a significant portion of two generations.

On a personal level, my daughter and son-in-law are expecting their first child around the end of June. My wife and I share in their excitement because it will be our first grandchild.

There is an old saying that “when you sing, you pray twice.” Over the years, I have drawn much inspiration from the music and lyrics of some wonderful songs by some very talented artists.

One such song, “I Want To Live” by John Denver, contains a refrain that could very easily be considered to be

The Ballad of the Unborn

I want to live I want to grow

I want to see I want to know

I want to share what I can give

I want to be I want to live

Michael James Frank,