"I just want to leave now," she said when we offered her a free ultrasound. She did accept our 'blessing bag', filled with gifts for the newborn, and took my name and number should she need anything, or just someone to talk to.
The most ironic moment of the long hot morning at the gates of Hell was when a car pulled in with a message written on the back windshield: I love Mom.
What would the baby who was about to die write, if her tiny fingers could?
Please don't do this Mom.
I want to be born and have the chance to love you, Mom.
How can you throw me away like garbage, Mom?
It is a sad world we live in when human life is devalued. How can any society that supports and legalizes abortion defend the right of any person to life? I don't understand. Human life, made in God's image is either sacred or it is not...no matter its size, development, dependency, or sexual orientation. All human beings have the right to life.
In between pleading over our sound system to the moms in the center, and trying to stop the cars flooding into the center lot, I received a text. It was from a mama we had stopped at that very clinic months ago, and she chose life. She was asking for prayer. Her baby was about to be born, and the mama knew my team on the sidewalk would pray faithfully.
She was right. We did.
Later in the day, I received another text from another mama who had been wavering in her choice for life. I had flooded her with offers of help, lavish baby shower, bible verses, encouragement....
"I feel better," she said, "Thank you." Her crisis of doubt has passed for now.
Then, these photos from the mom who had her baby today and had asked for prayer brightened my day.
Please pray for this precious boy. He has some fluid in his lungs, and is struggling with breathing. This is not uncommon with c-section babies, and most do well within a couple of days. I promised the mom a whole network of people were praying for her little guy. He went into the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit last night, all kinds of tubes hanging out of his little body.
I have been in contact with both the mom and grandmom for several months now, sending them daily Bible verses, and helping as able. (They don't live nearby so it is difficult to do as much as I'd like.) The grandmom prayed with me over the phone last night, and said she was trying hard to be calm and trust God.
"But it's hard..." she said, her voice breaking as she cried, "That little body and so many tubes..."
It is hard. I agree. I await news on this sweet baby this morning. Pray saints.
To be a part of this great life-saving ministry, visit charlotte.cities4life.org
Proverbs 24:11-12 Rescue those who are being taken away to death; hold back those who are stumbling to the slaughter. If you say, “Behold, we did not know this,” does not he who weighs the heart perceive it? Does not he who keeps watch over your soul know it, and will he not repay man according to his work?