6 million. That is the number of Jews murdered by the Nazi Regime. Six million is the number of people who were considered useless eaters. They were, along with other races the Nazis persecuted, as an exhibit at the U.S. Holocaust Museum said, considered “lives unworthy of life.” The exhibit has a chart of people who were targeted. Anyone with more two or more Jewish grandparents could be considered Jewish.
Had I been born during or before the Holocaust in Germany, I likely would have been killed. Regardless of my belief in Jesus, my two Jewish grandparents would condemn me as a “life unworthy of life.”
Walking through the Holocaust museum is hard, because you see these massive numbers of people killed, and they are so big you can’t even quantify it. Killing six million Jews is equivalent to killing everyone in the state of Tennessee, or the state of Missouri. But even that is hard. Because I don’t know all the people in Tennessee or Missouri. It’s harder still to think that each of those six million Jews had a face, a name, a family. They had dreams, they had hopes. And all of that was dashed by the whims of a sociopathic dictator and the people who quietly did his bidding.
The Holocaust on the surface is horrible. It’s sad enough to hear the numbers. But once you get into the details, it makes it even more difficult to stomach. Even before the official beginning of the Holocaust, though, the Nazis were already implementing tactics for mass-murder. Operation T4 was the code name for the systematic killing of those determined to be physically or mentally disabled and living in institutions across Germany. Those who could not even fight for themselves were being killed, because, once again, they were “lives unworthy of life.”
During the Holocaust, on top of gassing millions of Jews, they would take prisoners in concentration camps and do absurd medical testing on them, in the name of “science” and “progress,” without their consent. After all, they weren’t even really human, were they? The Nazis didn’t think so. The experiments ranged to subjecting the prisoner to absurdly low pressure units, or soaking them in ice baths. These experiments were supposed to be to benefit the military, should a pilot fall out of a plane, would he live if it were extremely cold or other situations? And why not run the tests on those who are unworthy of life anyway?
The other main group of experiments that were run on prisoners were experiments in which the prisoner would be injected with a disease. The doctors would poke and prod and try and figure out solutions that would benefit the perfect Aryan race, and it’s military.
Looking back on the Holocaust, it’s hard to imagine how anyone could have let that happen. And, now that it’s over, it’s easy to sit back and distract myself with something, anything other than the truth about what really happened during the Holocaust.
In America today, there is a holocaust going on in our very midst. But instead of six million victims, this modern holocaust has claimed over 58 million victims. Lives that some consider, unworthy of life. And these are not lives that are killed in their homes, nor are they taken to camps and mass exterminated. They are killed in the very place one would think they would be most safe. In their mother’s womb.
Recently, a new video came out today, from the Center for Medical Progress. The gut-wrenching details of a ex-technician from StemExpress having to cut open the face of a baby to get the brain for “tissue donation” almost made me sick.
I’ve blogged about this before, here and here. I don’t need to go through all the details again. Likely, if you’ve been following the details at all, you’ve heard the passionate arguments from both sides.
All I have to ask is, when does it stop? When do we say that we have gone too far, we’ve crossed the line? My heart breaks that this is an industry in our very free, very civilized country. One can only hope that with more knowledge about what abortion really is, more action against it will follow.
All I can say is that I pray earnestly that we will wake up from this nightmare. This American Nightmare, as author Johnathan Parnell calls it. I can only imagine that those who lost their lives to the Nazi regime would have asked that of us, if we were capable of action. For those who don’t have a voice, we must speak strongly, yet with grace, against the taking of these innocent lives.