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Planned Parenthood Worse Than Murder Inc tweeted that the world needs a Disney Princess who has had an abortion. Been there, done that:
After a backlash from Twitter users, Planned Parenthood pulled the tweet. Melissa Reed, Planned Parenthood’s president and CEO said the abortion giant wanted to make a point about “the importance of telling stories that challenge stigma and championing stories that too often don’t get told.” She added, “Upon reflection, we decided that the seriousness of the point we were trying to make was not appropriate for the subject matter or context, and we removed the tweet.”
After hearing about the tweet from a friend, a former Disney World princess posted a response on Facebook and Medium. In her post titled, “I Was a Disney Princess and I Had an Abortion,” Deanna Falchook wrote that she worked as a singing and dancing princess at Disney World. She’d sing “Some Day My Prince Will Come” and “When You Wish Upon a Star.” At 18 years old she became pregnant and had an abortion to keep her job. “There was no pressure from the company or management to abort my baby,” she wrote. “I didn’t tell them. But I made a decision on my own that I quickly lived to regret.”
Falchook “struggled deeply” and “wanted to die.” Although she continued to sing about “dreams coming true,” she couldn’t come to terms with what she’d done. She quit her job. Eventually, she said she found healing. “It was an arduous struggle to navigate my personal grief. But by the grace of God, I am living an amazing life.”
She married her “prince,” had two biological children and adopted five children from Ethiopia, Guatamala and Ukraine. Her family is “a Disney family beautifully woven together by God’s grace.”
Go here to read the rest. It is only through faith in God that any of us can have lives that far surpass the joy found in some fairy tales.
Early in 1926 the hardest boiled of all the atheists I ever knew sat in my room on the other side of the fire and remarked that the evidence for the historicity of the Gospels was really surprisingly good. “Rum thing,” he went on. “All that stuff of Frazer’s about the Dying God. Rum thing. It almost looks as if it had really happened once.” To understand the shattering impact of it, you would need to know the man (who has certainly never since shown any interest in Christianity). If he, the cynic of cynics, the toughest of the toughs, were not-as I would still have put it — “safe,” where could I turn? Was there then no escape?
CS Lewis, Surprised by Joy