Took a tour of the “Save a Life” crisis pregnancy center in Picayune, Mississippi. Besides counseling for crisis pregnancy and post abortion trauma, the center offers counseling for women who have had miscarriages as well. Director Mary Fowler told me it’s important for women (and men) who have had miscarriages to be able to grieve for the baby. Save a Life also has a sonogram machine and I was shown a poignant, and quite detailed, picture of a 10-week-old baby in the womb. Even at this early an age, there is no mistaking it’s a baby. Over and over as we’ve stopped in these centers, we’ve been told the incidence of abortion decreases dramatically after a woman is able to see a sonogram picture of their baby — and they realize he/she is anything but a “blob of tissue…” We then headed down to New Orleans, driving by the 9th Ward and into the French Quarter area. The devastation continues to amaze us. Yet what amazes us even more is the insistence on having Mardi Gras go on. Billboards around town (including one in front of the Super Dome where there was $140 million in damage) read: “Mardi Gras …let the party begin!” [Southern Louisiana’s The Advocate newspaper carried a story today that read: “Mardi Gras, which always holds a bit of mystery for outsiders with its fun, frolic and debauchery…”] Have we grown that desensitized to sin? At our last stop, a priest said Katrina seemed to be a distinct wake up call — but he wondered how many people were listenning?