On all saints day I thought I would share this on Dorothy Day. Her cause for canonization was introduced by John Cardinal O'Connor, (without whom "Entering Canaan" may not have been possible) in March of 2000. With the approval of the Holy see, Dorothy Day was given the title of Servant of God.
The next step toward sainthood is beatification. To be considered a saint, there must be proof of a second posthumous miracle. Perhaps more post abortive people should begin to pray for her..who woul dunderstand more having experienced abortion herself.
Dorothy Day's Pro-Life Memories
I wish every woman who has ever suffered an abortion would come to know Dorothy Day. Her story was so typical. Made pregnant by a man who insisted she have an abortion, who then abandoned her anyway, she suffered terribly for what she had done, and later pleaded with others not to do the same.
"But later, too, after becoming a Catholic, she learned the love and mercy of the Lord, and knew she never had to worry about His forgiveness. [This is why I have never condemned a woman who has had an abortion; I weep with her and ask her to remember Dorothy Day's sorrow but to know always God's loving mercy and forgiveness.] She had died before I became Archbishop of New York, or I would have called on her immediately upon my arrival. Few people have had such an impact on my life, even though we never met."
Thus spoke the late Cardinal John J. O’Connor. The remainder of this article substantially contains Dorothy Day's actual words as edited and sometimes paraphrased by Dan Lynch. The information concerning her abortion was obtained from her biographers and her autobiographical novel, The Eleventh Virgin. Dorothy never publicly wrote or spoke about her abortion. Her writings may be found at CatholicWorker.org.
Dorothy Day: I hobbled down the darkened stairwell of the Upper East Side flat in New York City. My steps were unsteady. My left arm held the banister tightly. My right arm clutched my abdomen. It was burning in pain. I walked out onto the street alone in the dark. It was in September of 1919. I was twenty-one years old and I had just aborted my baby
the rest is here: http://www.catholiceducation.org/articles/abortion/ab0063.html