I’m angry. No, I’m furious. My heart is pounding and my hands are literally shaking as I write this. I can’t keep pretending like I’m okay when I see people—especially people in power—standing up, smiling, quoting Jesus on Sunday, and then turning around and supporting the murder of unborn babies on Monday. Enough is enough.
Joe Biden. The man claims he’s Catholic. He crosses himself. He shows up to Mass. He talks about faith and compassion and unity. But he’s also one of the most vocal pro-abortion leaders we’ve ever had in this country. How do those two things go together? THEY DON’T.
“Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness.” – Isaiah 5:20
How can you say you’re Christian—follower of Christ, lover of truth, defender of the innocent—and also believe in killing babies? How dare you twist Christianity into some feel-good political identity while standing for the legalized destruction of God’s creation?
Prayer #1:
Lord Jesus, give me the courage to speak truth even when the world hates it. Give me the fire of righteousness that You had when You overturned the tables in the temple. Let me stand unshaken against the hypocrisy around me. Amen.
I’m sick of this lukewarm Christianity that picks and chooses what parts of the Bible to follow like it’s some spiritual buffet. You don’t get to be pro-baby murder and still claim the name of Christ. You don’t. You can’t.
Jesus loved children. He said let them come to Him. He didn't say, “Let the government fund their murder if it's inconvenient.”
“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you.” – Jeremiah 1:5
Life begins in the womb. That’s not just a religious opinion. That’s biology. That’s truth. That’s God’s Word. And yet here we are, in 2025, still debating whether babies are people. Still watching politicians pretend they’re men of faith while ignoring the most innocent among us.
I watched a clip of Biden the other day talking about how his Catholicism “guides his compassion.” And all I could think was—where is your compassion for the unborn? Where is your compassion for the voiceless? You show more sympathy for “women’s rights” than the right to life itself.
Prayer #2:
God, I’m overwhelmed by the lies being accepted as truth. Help me not grow weary in doing good. Help me be a voice for the voiceless, even when I’m mocked or silenced. Your justice is perfect. Give me strength to wait for it. Amen.
I know I sound harsh. But Jesus wasn’t soft when it came to hypocrisy. He hated it. He didn’t dance around the truth to keep the peace. He called the Pharisees vipers and whitewashed tombs. And today’s political “Christians” who support abortion are no different. You say you’re with Jesus, but you deny His Word.
“You shall not murder.” – Exodus 20:13
That commandment doesn’t come with a footnote: unless the baby is unwanted, inconvenient, or has Down syndrome. Murder is murder. The womb is supposed to be the safest place on earth—and yet it’s become a battlefield. And people like Biden, Kamala, and others are cheerleaders for that violence.
Prayer #3:
Father, break the hearts of those in power. Convict them. Bring them to repentance. Show them the horror of what they support and bring them into the light. Let no life be taken without Your justice rising up. Amen.
I was raised Catholic. I’ve read the Catechism. I’ve read the Bible. I’ve sat in pews listening to homilies about the dignity of life. You CANNOT be Catholic and pro-abortion. It’s a contradiction. It’s a lie. And I refuse to be silent about it just because it makes people uncomfortable.
I keep seeing people on Instagram putting crosses in their bios and then posting “shout your abortion” stories. That’s not Jesus. That’s not Christianity. That’s the enemy dressing up sin to look like empowerment.
“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind.” – Romans 12:2
I don’t want to be popular. I don’t want to be politically correct. I want to be faithful. I want to stand before God someday and hear “Well done.” And I won’t hear that if I stay silent while children are being sacrificed on the altar of choice.
And that’s what it is. Modern-day child sacrifice. Just like the Israelites who turned to Molech and let their babies burn, we have become a nation that sacrifices the innocent for convenience, careers, and comfort.
Prayer #4:
Jesus, wake up Your Church. Shake us out of apathy. Let us mourn for the babies. Let us rise up with holy rage and holy compassion. Let us be the hands that rescue and the voices that cry out. Amen.
If that makes me judgmental, so be it. I’m not here to coddle sin. I’m here to love truth. And sometimes love looks like confrontation. Sometimes love says, “You’re wrong.” If Joe Biden—or anyone—truly loved Christ, they’d repent of supporting abortion. They’d fall on their knees and beg for forgiveness.
“Whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a great millstone fastened around his neck and to be drowned in the depth of the sea.” – Matthew 18:6
God is not mocked. There will be judgment. I feel it coming. And honestly, that terrifies me more for the people supporting abortion than for myself. Because when you stand before God, your political party won’t save you. Your reputation won’t save you. Your “Catholic” identity won’t save you.
Only Jesus will. And He doesn’t play games with fake faith.
Prayer #5:
God, I repent for the times I stayed silent. I repent for the moments I chose comfort over conviction. Use me. Use my anger, my voice, my faith, my tears—whatever You need. Just don’t let me waste my life being quiet in a world that’s dying. Amen.
I don’t hate Joe Biden as a person. I truly don’t. I pray for him. I pray he wakes up. I pray he encounters Jesus for real. But I do hate what he stands for. I hate the evil policies. I hate the deception. I hate that babies die while the world claps.
So no, you’re not Catholic if you support abortion. You’re not Christian. You’re not walking with Jesus. Because Jesus doesn’t kill babies. He heals, He loves, He saves.
And I will die on that hill.
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