The Conservative Son

Poor Mrs. Schiavo who finds herself unwittingly, literally, in the middle of a value of life vs. quality of life debate, is totally incapable of speaking up and expressing exactly how she feels abour her imminent demise or her, perhaps, continued lingering in limbo. Her "husband," who is that in name only, wants to remove the feeding tube that has sustained her for fifteen years and her parents, who are certainly that, want to keep it in place. Both claim to have her best interests at heart and I, for one, don't claim to know enough about the circumstances to distinguish just what the right answer is.

Still, it is a familiar debate with familiar circumstances and arguments. The pro-abortion crowd is typically droning on about "quality of life." They seem to always side with the supposed "right" to take life from the unborn, the aged, the sick or any other class of human being that, in their view, doesn't live up to their arbitrary standards of a life worth living. Those who have no voice are too often thought of as having no value. This crew probably wouldn't think my life is worth living either.

Now, if I'm being kept alive by "extraordinary means" and am being prevented from my Heavenly reward, by all means, let me pass on to be with my Maker. At that point, I hope that someone who loves me more than himself/herself will be the one determining my "quality of life."