The little sister came home last week. She is the youngest of three: herself, an older brother, and the eldest, another sister. They are all grown, the oldest in her mid-thirties.
Mary, the youngest, has accomplished a great deal in life. With an undergrad degree and a master’s from Notre Dame, she’s been a teacher to the children of some of our national leaders. She now leads a large pro-life ministry in the heart of our nation’s capital. But she always looked up to her big sister.
Mary came as the keynote speaker for a large community breakfast that celebrates human life every October. Her sister was in the audience with their parents. I was there too.
Mary talked about some of her heroes. On her list was the sister who sat listening silently. The sister who did not get an education beyond high school. The sister who has never held a job.
Mary admires the sister whose life limitations many would mourn. But her sister is one who finds joy in living every day.
What Mary is doing is important. And her sister inspired her to press us toward a higher way.
“We must work toward a culture of life where abortion is not only
Because it is thinkable and imaginable, our world has lost too many heroes to inspire us to celebrate life and to live every day with joy.
One sister lives a life that many would say lacks value. She contributes no great ideas and produces nothing we can buy.
But the younger sister finds inspiration in the joy in which the elder one thrives. And carries the banner of life for them both. For us all.