The bottom line is every moment of life, we can choose right or wrong. We can all come up with zillions of rationalizations to choose wrong. Some are even quite convincing. It doesn't matter. There is right and there is wrong. When we choose right, we move towards God. When we choose wrong, we move away from Him.
I stood for forty minutes on the sidewalk outside the city's busiest abortion center, baking in the oppressive sun and wilting heat, watching a mama sit in her car crying. She had been in and out of the center several times, clearly conflicted. I called out to her with a megaphone I made from paper, but I am unsure she could hear me. Her car windows were rolled up and she was on the phone. Every time she got off the phone, or out of the car, I spoke through my makeshift megaphone.
Please. Let me help you. We have a message of hope, of truth, of life, of mercy, of grace. God loves you. He loves your baby. There is no obstacle you face that cannot be overcome.
When I wasn't speaking, I was praying. Then my team joined me, and we all prayed. I told them I would not close my eyes, however. I would watch the mama, and if she left the car, I must be ready to speak to her.
Finally, she backed the car out, and pulled out of the driveway. She paused as I approached her car, telling her to please stop, let me speak with her. Let us help her. She looked at me in anguish, tears streaming down her cheeks, and drove away.
I believe the baby is still in her womb. I suspect others on the phone were trying to convince her to kill her child, but in the end, she could not. The bottom line is every moment we can choose right or wrong. Oh Lord, help her choose right.
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