Sarah, even her name spells love. Not really, but there is a story in the Bible about Abraham and his wife Sarah. She bore a child when she was very old. His name was Isaac. But our Sarah could easily been killed, The term is abortion. Her Mother cared, even her father cared, but they were not living the way they should have, and could not care for a child. So, they cared enough to let their little girl see the dawn of her first day.

Along came a man and wife who couldn’t have children. They had hungry arms reaching desperately out for her and she filled those arms so beautifully, she still does. Sarah is now a senior at a university. She will reach out to many folks as she walks through life. That’s just the way she lives. She loves people!

How many boys and girls have been killed who would have put this crazy mixed up world together again? They say a child is killed every minute. How long can we savages do this? They say that woman must have their rights, but what about that little one, who seems to have no rights at all! The woman had plenty of rights nine months ago to decide whether she wanted to have a child or not!

Anyhow, If it were up to me, we sure would get rid of that law in a hurry. I know there plenty of men and women who feel the way I do. I believe it’s time we should make laws that are good, even for little children. How can we do that? Well, we can still vote, can’t we?

One little boy, we’ll call him Billy, was shunned by his classmates. His mother worried about it, as she watched him come home from school each day. His schoolmates scurried off the bus laughing and talking and arm in arm. Billy got off the bus last, his head down and his feet shuffling slowly homeward, Sometimes the other children teased him, but usually they didn’t even notice he was there.

Valentine’s Day was approaching. One day Billy came home and announced to his mother he was going to make a valentine for every kid in his class. His mother’s heart sank as she knew Billy would probably not be given any valentines at all, But she brought him the paper, crayons and scissors. Billy spent every spare moment for the next couple of weeks making the valentines.

The day came and Billy’s mom dreaded seeing her little boy’s face when he came home from school. So she had cold milk and warm cookies ready in order to ease his hurt. No, he didn’t get any valentines, except one, from the teacher, but he grinned broadly as he grabbed his glass of milk and a cookie.

“Mom,” he said, “I didn’t miss a single kid. I had a valentine for everyone of them!

I guess that’s what love is all about. I’ve heard it said that no one knows what love is until he gives some of it away. Little Billy knew about love.

In today’s society we talk so much about love. It has become such an easy word hasn’t it? We use the same word to God as we say to the pizza we recently had. Our Bibles talk a lot about love. In fact it tells us we should love one another, just as God loves us. That’s a big order, but it is a command, isn’t it? Let’s begin today. Maybe we should begin by teaching our children. Then, they will learn to be nice, even to little Billy’s.