A Story From Rick Santorum
Senator Rick Santorum’s Commencement Speech at St. Joseph’s University, May 28, 2003.
Thanks to Katherine Jean Lopez of National Review for directing me to this profound story.

In your rebellion against culture, God does not call on you to be successful. He calls on you to be faithful. In 1998, I was on the floor of the United States Senate debating the override of the president’s veto of the partial birth abortion bill. The next morning was to be the vote. We did not have the votes to override the president’s veto. The debate had ended that night, it was eight o’clock. The senate was wrapping up, but there was something inside me that felt that I had to say more, even though there was no one left in the chamber besides the presiding officers. I went back in the cloakroom and called my wife. She picked up the phone and we have six little children and they are all seemingly at once crying in the background, and I said, “Karen, the vote’s tomorrow. We are not going to win and everybody’s gone. But something tells me I need to say more.” And through the din of the children crying, she said, “well, of course, it that’s what you need to do, do it.”

So I went to the presiding officer and said, “I’ll only be a few minutes, I don’t want to keep you late.” Over an hour and a half later, I finished my talk.

So when I say a brief story, you know what I mean. And we finished up the senate and closed it down, and the next day the vote came, not one vote changed. But five days later, I got an e-mail from a young man at Michigan State University. And this is what the e-mail said: “Senator, on Thursday night I was watching television with my girlfriend. We were flipping through the channels and we saw you standing there on the floor of the United States Senate with a picture of a baby next to you. And so we listened for a while and the more we listened the more we got interested in what you were saying. After a while I looked down at my girlfriend, and she had tears running down her face. And I asked her what was wrong, and she looked up at me and said, ‘I’m pregnant, and tomorrow I was going to have an abortion, and I wasn’t going to tell you, but I’m not going to have an abortion now.’”

In April of that year, a little girl was born and given up for adoption. She is four years old today. Now according to the world, when I spoke on the floor of the senate that night, I had failed. I did not succeed. But God gave me a gift that many of you as you stand and fight the causes that you believe in may never get, he gave me the gift of knowing that faithfulness to what you believe in can lead to wonderful acts and wonderful miracles. Be faithful, God will reward you, he will be faithful to you.