Already, 2017 is shaping up to be the Year of the Marches, and for good reason! Simply name your societal “injustice" and, quite likely, there's a march (the March for Women and the Anti-Trump marches, to name a few) to go along with it. Literally and figuratively, a march is about moving forward. It's about taking measured steps in the right direction. It's about making progress, so hence the term “progressive” was born. Unfortunately, according to our scope of understanding, progressivism is associated with feminism, and feminism is typically coupled with an unbridled lust for abortion. In turn, abortion kills little women in the womb, which nullifies all supposed “progress” achieved by the progressive feminists. Apparently, feminists stand up for women, yet turn a blind eye to the thousands of miniature women murdered in abortions. Thus, feminism and progress arithmetically cancel each other out, effectively leaving society with nothing but more lives snuffed out from the face of the earth. Sure, they're making progress all right, but it's progress in the wrong direction. Their progress is marching downhill to the abyss; it's spiraling downwards towards the graves of those little ones who've never seen the light of day.
But don't despair! Remember that there is one march that stands for authentic progress. Among its well established ranks, the young and old march side by side for those whose lives are stolen by abortion. Truly, I say to you, the March for Life is concerned with real progressivism. After all, progress is equated with the future, and children are our future. For that matter, progress is inherently biological and instinctually procreative. Here, we are presented with a beautiful juxtaposition: progress is both forward-acting and backward-looking. Allow me to clarify. Man looks forward to the future by looking to his children. Yet, how can man do this, if he does not first look back to the parents who have begotten him, to the grandparents who nurtured him, to his distant patriarch whose life and convictions deeply impacted his own? Ergo, it is the past, not the present, that begets progress.
Assuredly, your contemporaries who so readily disowned their past in favor of the future will furrow their brows and accuse you of being fixated on what is dead and gone. “You are stuck in a rut,” they say, but you know better than that. Pro-lifers are people of the past and that's actually a good thing. For example, consider the March for Life, which is effectively known as the face of the pro-life movement. Peruse its ranks, and you will see wide-eyed children toddling alongside their mothers and babies peacefully nestled against their mothers’ breasts. Behold the future. Alongside them walk adolescents and university students, whose vocal support for life gives rise to animated conversations on various technological platforms. Behold the present. Lest we forget; notice now the unassuming monk cloaked in quiet piety, the quiet priest who clutches a crucifix in one hand and a pro-life banner in the other, and the bespectacled pastor who humbly bows his head in prayer for God’s people yet unborn. Behold the past. Wisdom from the sages is wisdom that transcends the ages. Lend your ears to Reverend Dietrich Bonhoeffer, a wise voice of the past and an advocate for the unborn:
"Destruction of the embryo in the mother’s womb is a violation of the right to live which God has bestowed on this nascent life.”
These, my friends, are words that ring true today, as they did over half a century ago. You see, the care and keeping of human life is an issue that spans the past, present, and future. Now that's progressivism at its finest.