After our lunch, both Mom and Dad thought it would be nice to go for a drive through the beautiful countryside. Big fat snowflakes were falling but they told me the roads would not be slippery for a while yet. It was lovely, the fields and mountains blanketed in snow.
As we were driving along, my phone rang. I'd been expecting a call, as that morning, one of the women I had counseled to choose life rather than abortion was getting another ultrasound. Cities4Life (C4L) supporters had paid for it. The 3-d ultrasound provided through Sweet Pea 3-D Imaging (Concord, NC) was to determine gender for the baby-shower C4L supporters were throwing for this sweet mama. (C4L supporters have also provided maternity clothes for the entire pregnancy.) She'd been hoping for a girl. Her other children are all boys. She knew now that all children are gifts and blessings, but I prayed with my folks at lunch that this child would be a girl.
I pulled over as the snowflakes flurried around us and the white fields stretched out to all sides. Then I answered the phone.
"It's a girl!" she shouted, "I was going to text you, but I wanted to say it to you!"
This wonderful young lady had made a 180-degree turnaround at the abortion mill. She heard our pleas from the sidewalk not to consider that baby within her as a mistake, as God makes no mistakes. We implored: Despite whatever difficulties the women there were encountering, to add such a terrible sin as taking the life of their own child would only compound problems -- if not immediately in their life, irreparably in their heart.
The young woman was touched in her spirit and came out of the abortion mill. She viewed her baby on the pro-life mobile ultrasound parked nearby, and chose life. We have texted regularly since then, met for lunch, and talked of God. She shared her life story with me, and was unburdened just a little that someone was there to listen, and to keep directing her back to God. She has such a soft and open heart, knowing that to have killed her baby would have been an affront to God. She is determined that despite very difficult decisions in her life now, she will follow God. What if she hadn't that day at the abortion mill? What if C4L counselors had not been there, pleading for her baby's life? She might have destroyed the only daughter she would ever have.
"I'm so grateful," she told me, "I'd like to volunteer on the sidewalk and help other women make this choice."
Goose bumps prickled on my arm, and I felt a rush of tears and joy at these words. Jesus tells us that "the fields are white with harvest but the workers are few." I showed my folks the picture of her baby as we sat there on the road surrounded by white fields.
In case you can't tell, the little girl is waving hello to the world she will enter alive! I bet one day she will, in her own way, express her gratitude to the mother who gave her life.
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if interested in volunteering or donating to Cities4Life, please contact Lisa Metzger at charlotte.cities4life.org or lisametzger@cities4life.org
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Beautiful, Vicky. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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