At the heart of Christianity beats a phrase that Christ uttered in the Last Supper and that the Church repeats every day at the altar: “This is my body, which will be given for you”. With those words, the Son of God becomes a willing Victim, offers Himself to the Father and, in doing so, breaks the power of death forever. His body given and His blood shed are not taken by force: they are donated out of love. And that gift, repeated sacramentally in the Mass, is the source of all grace, of all salvation, of all true life.
In abortion clinics around the world echoes, almost like an infernal echo, the same formula, but inverted: “It’s my body”. The slogan of the global abortion movement is no accident or mere verbal coincidence. It is a deliberate parody, a counter-consecration. Where Christ says “this is my body given for you”, abortion proclaims “this is my body, and no one is going to tell me what to do with it”, even if to defend that supposed sovereignty it is necessary to tear from the womb another body that did not ask to be born or to die.
The structure is a clear analogy with the necessary signature of the evil one. In both cases, there is a body offered on an altar: in the Mass, the altar is the cross and then the stone altar; in abortion, the altar is the cold stainless steel table. In both cases, there is blood shed: in the Eucharist, the blood of the Lamb who takes away the sin of the world; in abortion, the blood of the smallest and most defenseless lamb, whose death does not take away any sin, but multiplies it upon the instigators. In both cases, there is an innocent victim: on Golgotha, the Just One for the unjust; in the procedure room, the absolutely innocent one for the desires, fears, or conveniences of adults.
The radical difference is the sign. The Sacrifice of Calvary opens heaven because Love accepts being immolated. The pseudo-sacrament of abortion opens the abyss because selfishness immolates love. One is the act of God who becomes man to save man; the other is the act of man who becomes god to eliminate the man who gets in his way. That is why the blood of Abel continues to cry out from the earth (Gn 4:10) and the blood of millions of aborted children already forms a river that cries out for justice before the throne of God.
The devil has no creativity of his own: he can only imitate and pervert. He cannot create sacraments, but he can manufacture emulations and anti-sacraments. And abortion is the most developed of them all because it uses the same words, the same gestures, and the same sacrificial logic as Christ, but inverts it. “It’s my body” pronounced by Christ is the door to eternal life; “it’s my body” shouted as a banner of death is the widest door to everything that empties us as persons.
As long as the Church continues to celebrate the Eucharist, the Cross will continue to triumph. But as long as the world continues to celebrate abortion as the supreme right, the parody will continue to spread and the innocent blood will continue to cry out. There is only one way to break this infernal pseudo-sacrament: to return to listening to the true words, those of the only one who can say with absolute authority “this is my body given for you”, and respond like Mary: “Let it be done to me according to your word”, never according to my comfort, never according to my fear, never according to my project. Because there is only one Body that can be given to save the world, and that Body was already given on the Cross and is given on the altar. Everything else is sacrilegious imitation. And every sacrilegious imitation inevitably bears the mark of the Adversary.