The liberal Democrat-led state senate in Maine voted to legalize assisted suicide last week, and the governor, also a Democrat, is deciding whether to sign it into law.
Maine Gov. Janet Mills has 10 days to sign the bill, which would permit doctors to prescribe a fatal dose of medication to “terminally ill” patients.
The House, also led by Democrats, passed the measure by one vote – 73-72. There is a chilling trend.
Seven other states have similar laws on the books labeled as “right to die” legislation.
I see nowhere in the United States Constitution where we have that right. I am aware of the “right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness,” but not the other.
The pro-death movement has been successful in playing on emotions and disguising its agenda as a motive to provide “death with dignity.”
Had we chosen to have a doctor come in and “help” my father pass, as Maine is proposing, we would have missed a beautiful death. That might sound odd, so let me explain.
A few days before my father died, he was awake in bed and talking and laughing. I thought he was making a rebound and might come home. The next day, he slipped into a coma.
My three brothers and I, along with our wives, all gathered in his room with my mother. The death watch was on. I remember when our pastor came to visit. We all gathered around Dad’s bed and softly sang some of his favorite hymns. Then miraculously, Dad opened his eyes for the first time in a couple of days, turned his head toward Mom, who was sitting there holding his hand, and with a single tear trickling down his face, he smiled and took his last breath.
It was a beautiful death.
Assisted suicide would have robbed all of us of that precious memory. My dad taught me how to die with dignity then and there.