Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Furry Comfort after a Rough Day at the Abortion Center Sidewalks

 All good times must come to an end. Granddog Ragnar returns to my daughter today. I will sure miss him. He is probably the most wonderful puppy I have ever met. I am glad I am related to his mom. I hope she will consider my offer for a date night each week for she and her hubby while the grandfolk sacrifice and dogsit...

Bumper Sticker on Abortive Mom's Car

Meanwhile, I left Ragnar in the care of my husband yesterday, while I went off to speak for the unborn on the sidewalks of our abortion center as I do every Monday. It was a rough day. There were at least five "pro-choice" escorts, whose mission was to keep us away from the abortion-minded mamas.

NONE of the pro-choice folks like me. I am not shy about quoting scripture to support the sanctity of life, pointing out the many verses that indicate we ARE our brothers' keeper and anyone that is involved in the abortion industry is walking a woman to destruction. I speak at length on the microphone about the moral morass of abortion, mentioning often how the pro-choice folks try to shield the mamas from any choice but death to their child. They don't intimidate me at all which irks them. I ignore them when they tell me not to speak to the women briefly in the driveway or not to stop cars in the street. I don't break their rules, but they have no jurisdiction over the streets. I am quick to tell them that.

Anyway, I was crossing the street to stop a car, and an older woman (pro-choice escort) asked me if my children were adopted. (?)  She was the first one of this crew to speak to me. Most try to shout over me, drown me out with music, or ridicule me. I had been talking for an hour on the microphone. Perhaps something I said touched her heart...or ticked her off. I expected some sort of battle.

I told her, "No, my children are not adopted,  but I have the card of a woman who would adopt any child, any race, any time. Do you have a mom who wants to place her baby for adoption?" She told me no. Then she told me she wanted me to know that she was pro-choice, but opposed to abortion. I do not know why she wanted me to know that, but she clearly wanted to distance herself from the stance that abortion was a good thing.

 I entered into a long discussion with her at that point, talking a good bit about the evils of this abortion center, its multiple closures due to "imminent danger to the patients" , the abortionists who have been cited and lost their licenses over sexual misconduct and medical malpractice issues and to this day do not have admitting privileges to area hospitals, the women harmed there, the  video of the abortionist (who was there that very day)  caught on a YouTube video saying he doesn't want to pay taxes for these "ugly black babies" and is glad to abort them...

She was really surprised. She said she hadn't known any of that and would look it up. I gave her several websites to check the facts. She wondered why this clinic wasn't shut down permanently if all that was true. EXACTLY. 

Then I told her about all the lies we know they tell mamas, since the mamas who choose life share with us what happens in that dark place. Lies such as the baby's heart isn't beating yet...but when they come on our mobile ultrasound unit, the heartbeat is strong and clear.  

She then told me she would always be pro-choice, but if all I said was true, she could not support that place. Then she talked about how pro-life people just want to save babies, but don't do anything else. MY FAVORITE PLATFORM. I went on and on AND ON about all Cities4Life does, including the recent experiences of all the mamas I actively work with receiving Thanksgiving dinner, Christmas gifts, help with apartment furnishings, cars, assistance with food and utilities, baby supplies, mentoring, etc. from our ministry. I said our mission was literally to change the culture such that abortion was not only abolished, but unthinkable. Our group was dedicated to mentoring and being role models to women who frankly quite often have very few good ones. I told her some had told me NO ONE had ever talked to them about sexual abstinence outside of marriage.

 "Or at least birth control," the woman said.
"Well frankly," I said,  "We have lost the willingness or belief that anyone can exercise self-control, and should be taught it. That is the result." I pointed to the parking lot which was overflowing with at least 60 cars there with mamas determined to abort their children.

Surprisingly...she nodded and agreed with me!

 She again said that the list of what Cities4Life does was not at all what she had believed to be true of pro-lifers. She was very nice, and in the end shook my hand, and told me it had been nice talking with me. I hope she does her research and we don't see her back there. Share truth and hope one person at a time...

The bumper sticker in the photo above was on one of the cars of an abortion-minded mama. You can bet that was cause for me to make some important points over the microphone. I felt that bumper sticker was the perfect name for the abortion center, and should be on a banner strung across the driveway. Morally flexible. What I find inconceivable is that someone is proud of that stance....or more accurately, lack of a stance.

Two women chose life for their babies, but the place was as busy as I have ever seen it. A record number of babies were killed yesterday. We were a little short of pro-life counselors, and I was on the microphone a long, long time while one of the most vocal pro-choice escorts stood right beside me with a continual banter challenging my every word. It was not easy to drown his voice out of my head, and listen to the Holy Spirit and speak coherent words of what I know to be true. I was exhausted when it was time to head home.

Fortunately, Ragnar was his usual wonderful self and we rested on the couch together. I stroked his soft fur and praised God for peace in the storm, furry sweet-natured peace. I sure am gonna miss my granddog.


Ephesians 4:15 

Rather, speaking the truth in love, we are to grow up in every way into him who is the head, into Christ,

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; ...

Whoever guards his mouth preserves his life; he who opens wide his lips comes to ruin.

And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”

Brothers, if anyone is caught in any transgression, you who are spiritual should restore him in a spirit of gentleness. Keep watch on yourself, lest you too be tempted.

Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for building up, as fits the occasion, that it may give grace to those who hear.

1 comment:

  1. What a great pup! Good week! Possible saving a pro choice do-gooder...priceless!