I wasn’t prepared for the emotion I would feel when I saw the fifth video released about Planned Parenthood. The severed little hand, reaching out from the pinkish soup of other mutilated body parts, evoked in me more than a deep, sick feeling. The only word that comes to my mind is the sense of being crushed—crushed by the evil I was seeing.
The bottom line is this: the greatest consideration when selecting our clothes should not be our particular fashion taste, but the God who redeemed our bodies with the ransom price of Jesus’s blood. He now gets to say what we communicate with our clothes.