This morning it was announced that Jackie Collins had died of breast cancer,
age 77. Well, after a few days of tributes by her admirers and friends, and
lamentations by her family, the book will be closed, until the next celebrity dies of some other cancer.
But no one will ask, why are so many women dying of breast cancer? Is breast cancer a natural hazard of life or the results of what is laughingly called, Family Planning, which in reality is child prevention.
The god of science has introduced women to the contraceptive pill, without informing them that it is a lethal drug. So today, most women over the age of 50 have had a hysterectomy, or is in danger of dying of a gynaecologically related cancer.
Even in The Worldwide church of God, where people ought to have known better, we used to sing: "Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward"(Ps.127:3). After the singing, most couples closed the hymnal, and said to God, "Give the gifts to someone else, I don't need them."
I once heard a hireling minister describing his fourth child as "having slipped through the net." I supposed that was the contraceptive net! And on another occasion, a local elder, bloated with pride, who I will not name, for his wife wanted the child, marched into services on a holiday day, and lamented from the lecturn that his wife was pregnant with their third child. I now often see the child on Face Book, and I often wonder if I should say to him, "Your father never wanted you."
Woe to them, they have got some terrifying surprises coming!
But no one will ask, why are so many women dying of breast cancer? Is breast cancer a natural hazard of life or the results of what is laughingly called, Family Planning, which in reality is child prevention.
The god of science has introduced women to the contraceptive pill, without informing them that it is a lethal drug. So today, most women over the age of 50 have had a hysterectomy, or is in danger of dying of a gynaecologically related cancer.
Even in The Worldwide church of God, where people ought to have known better, we used to sing: "Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward"(Ps.127:3). After the singing, most couples closed the hymnal, and said to God, "Give the gifts to someone else, I don't need them."
I once heard a hireling minister describing his fourth child as "having slipped through the net." I supposed that was the contraceptive net! And on another occasion, a local elder, bloated with pride, who I will not name, for his wife wanted the child, marched into services on a holiday day, and lamented from the lecturn that his wife was pregnant with their third child. I now often see the child on Face Book, and I often wonder if I should say to him, "Your father never wanted you."
Woe to them, they have got some terrifying surprises coming!
