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Statement from Bishop Joseph E. Strickland On the UK House of Commons Vote to Permit Abortion Up to Birth With sorrowful indignation, I condemn the vote by the UK House of Commons to permit abortion up to the moment of birth—a decision so barbaric, so devoid of conscience, that it defies the very notion of civilization. This is not legislation—it is legalized slaughter. It is the cold, calculated permission to tear innocent children from their mothers’ wombs at the threshold of life. What kind of nation, what kind of people, look upon a fully formed child and call her disposable? What kind of parliament declares open season on the most vulnerable and calls it “choice”? Let us be absolutely clear: this is murder. Euphemisms cannot cleanse this evil. The vote in Westminster is a grave offense against Almighty God, a moral descent into depravity, and a sign of a society that has lost its soul. Saint John Paul II warned us: “The acceptance of abortion in the popular mind, in behavior and even in law itself, is a telling sign of an extremely dangerous crisis of the moral sense, which is becoming more and more incapable of distinguishing between good and evil.” (Evangelium Vitae, no. 58) And the prophet Isaiah cries out again in our day: “Woe to you that call evil good, and good evil, that put darkness for light and light for darkness … that justify the wicked for gifts, and take away the justice of the just from him.” (Isaiah 5:20, 23) To the faithful in the UK: you must resist this with every spiritual and moral force at your disposal. To be silent now is to be complicit. To the priests and bishops: you must preach, you must act, you must protect the little ones! No excuse, no delay. The measure of a nation is not its wealth, but its mercy. And a nation that slaughters its unborn on the altar of convenience has chosen death. May God have mercy on the United Kingdom. May the Blood of these innocents cry out to Heaven—and may the faithful never cease to defend them, until this darkness is cast down. Bishop Joseph E. Strickland

🙏🇺🇸🙏 Henry Eugene Erwin was already on fire when he made his decision. If he failed, the entire aircraft would explode. He was 24 years old. From Alabama. A quiet enlisted airman serving aboard a B-29 bomber in the Pacific during World War II. On April 12, 1945, everything went wrong. A white phosphorus flare misfired inside the aircraft. It exploded. Blinding light. Thick smoke. Fire spreading fast. The burning flare rolled into the plane. White phosphorus doesn't just burn. It keeps burning. Erwin was hit directly. Flames covered his body. His skin burned. His eyes blinded. The cockpit filled with smoke. The crew couldn't see. The plane was seconds from crashing. He knew. If no one moved, they all died. So he did. While burning alive, Erwin grabbed the flare with his bare hands. Pulled it against his chest. Crawled through fire and smoke across the aircraft. Every second, it burned deeper. He reached the cockpit. Used the last of his strength. And threw it out the window. The smoke cleared. The pilot regained control. The crew lived. Erwin didn't. Not that day. He survived—but barely. Lost parts of his face. Fingers. Vision. Endured 40+ surgeries over years. Henry Erwin saved every man on that plane. He carried death in his hands... so others could go home. 🙏🇺🇸🙏