Slavery

The three of them, Filly Mister and Tater, were sitting in the parking lot of the grocery store waiting for someone to come out of the door so they could pick him up. They had positioned the car so that they could see the door main entrance through the parked cars lined up closer to the store. Supposedly they only needed a few items since Mister and Tater were staying for ten days, but they had already gone grocery shopping once.

Filly had already bought the pop tarts, the chocolate Blue Bell fudgesicles, the pot stickers, the dinosaur chicken nuggets, the waffles, whipped cream and chocolate chips, grapes, oranges, tea bags, bread and eggs for the kids. But they still needed a few things.

The phone dinged. Filly had changed the ding of family members to be a baby’s laugh, because that was what she wanted to keep front and center in her mind. The baby laugh got the attention of Tater and Mister who were listening to church music on the phone.

It took a second for Filly to realize the baby giggle was not part of the song but was instead a message, so she looked at the phone and learned from the message that somehow they had not seen anyone leaving the store.
“Lets go” said Filly, putting the little car in gear and driving around the corner to the pick up place.

OMG Mister said, when he saw all the bags, “ARE YOU CRAZY”? “WHY did you get all of that UNHEALTHY FOOD to eat”!!”THAT is the MOST unhealthy food I HAVE EVER SEEN” Mister said emphatically.

Filly snickered to herself. She did not say anything about the bags that were thin enough that anyone could see that they were loaded with ding dongs, Cheetos (SEVERAL PACKAGES), ice cream, and more. “THEY WERE ON SALE” B exclaimed in his defense.

Then he proceeded to lecture Mister and tell him that he did not really know what healthy meant because healthy meant “WHOLE”. Filly looked it up when she got home. Food, she learned, was not “healthy or unhealthy, it was “wholesome or unwholesome”. So B was partly right.

Filly wanted the kids to live a wholesome life.

Filly had cut down on sugar for the entire family. But they could still have treats, only in small portions. She was grateful that the kids were quite agreeable to such.

Filly thought about how her topic for the week for the kids was “war and peace”. She wanted to read a book about a child who was stuck in a war, and also read a book about a family at peace. Filly planned to tell the kids about how there was at one time, a war over the ownership of people, called slaves.

The baby laugh came in again and Filly looked at her phone reflectively and saw a text message from her son about an email that she still needed to respond to. She needed to provide things online that she was not willing to send over the internet so she was going to have to hand deliver such.

But the sound of the baby giggle again, made Filly think of how people who had slaves, were like current “mothers” who pretty much felt like they controlled all the activities of the slaves (babies), including punishing them and even killing them when they wanted to. The slaves, though independent human beings, were not considered independent, they were considered to be the property of the slave owner. It was an awakening to recognize this historical thing, repeating itself in the current day.

Filly was going to explain to the kids that many people, back in the day, who had slaves were indeed kind to them, and the slaves were like part of the family and wanted to stay with their families. Those people, had been the ones who felt like slaves were not prisoners, and wanted to continue to be able to own and control what happened to the slaves to protect them and shelter them, in contrast to the opposition who said that slaves needed to be completely free and treated as individuals. But the current day “slave owners” did not only NOT want to be kind to their “slaves” they wanted the right to kill them without consequence.

It slowly dawned on Filly, as she thought about the baby giggle, that preborn infants of these days, the “new slaves” of the era, who were genetically unique individuals lived lives completely controlled by the mother, including whether they lived or died.

Just like the civil war, back in the day, that group of mothers who thought that babies should be the property of the mother, no matter what, to kill they wished, still existed. Others who thought that babies, as free individuals, should be given all the same rights as other citizens, said that the mother, if she was not willing to care for the baby (slave) should release the baby to others who would help it gain a path to freedom.

Purchasing a slave, took premeditated thought, just like unprotected sex took premeditated thought as well, and Filly believed that people could just as easily choose NOT to own a slave as they could choose NOT to have unprotected and uncommitted sex. The majority of slave owners and pregnancies were not accidental and could be prevented if people who made more responsible decisions.

Filly thought about all the movies that portrayed slavery back in the day, as very evil and how those who owned slaves were portrayed usually as cowards who abused, beat, forced slaves work while withholding sufficient food, while those who freed the slaves were portrayed as hero’s.

Filly wondered how these days, those who wanted to keep babies as slaves, to be murdered at will, were somehow being portrayed as courageous and forward thinking, whereas in the past such a person, who would kill a defenseless baby would have been considered to be a coward of the worst sort. Filly thought that the cowards of today were much worse than slave owners of the past.

Though the legality of killing the “slaves” of the present had been turned back over to the court systems of the states instead of the federal government, Filly thought that the gerrymandering by politicians to try to either placate, or convert and align with any of the cowards, who wanted to kill their own babies, was weak and criminal. As if to flaunt what God said, even the pope downplayed the evil of abortion, saying that killing ones own baby was no worse that asking illegal immigrants to allow themselves to be screened.

But regarding the pope, Filly knew that people who believed in God, knew that murder was wrong. Hating a baby and blaming an innocent baby for anything at all, was not Godly or good.
Filly wanted to know what God thought about what the pope said. She picked her randomly chosen bible verse for the day.

“But behold, the hand of My betrayer is with Me on the table. And truly the Son of Man goes as it has been determined, but woe to that man by whom He is betrayed!”

Filly was going to talk to the little kids about the peace that passes understanding. Peace was about loving an innocent being the same way that people in the past, loved and protected slaves. NOT treating them like personal property.

Filly was going to talk about how God expected his people to defend the innocent and to choose life, and how in the past that had led to a war, but that was because slaves and babies were not negotiable “products”. Filly did not believe that there was a divide as portrayed by democrats and she thought that the media had created a fake divide, to intimidate defenders of the weak and the innocent babes. But the defenders were not cowards, and had their shield of faith and their helmet of salvation. NOT afraid of the cowards who wanted to kill innocent ones.

If murder happened, it should be tried in a court of law by a jury of peers. Filly knew that the majority of Christians understood why innocent ones were protected by the law, and were considered to be heaven in the bible, because of their purity and their defenselessness…much like Jesus.

More than choosing specific foods, loving babies was wholesome. Loving life was wholesome. Living a life that was God ordained was wholesome. Not just some got to be whole. According to the declaration of independence, each person was afforded life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. A wholesome choice.