I was there with a whole host of new volunteers Friday, and it was so good they were there. The 'pro-choice escorts' were quite confrontational and it was nice to have so much support by gentle Christians on the sidewalk speaking on behalf of LIFE. I got to practice my apologetics skill in discussion with one woman who said the unborn baby wasn't human. She said the baby "became" human when the heart started beating. I asked if she knew that happened at 17 days before most women even knew they were pregnant, before anyone here was getting an abortion. She told me not to think she didn't know these things. She claimed she was a minister but didn't believe the Bible nor that God created life. She had no clue or thoughts on how the universe came to be, and believed in God but not that He had much of a role in creating anything. I am unsure what she ministered about. Her major line of argument with us was that we were judging others; she had told us that six times, and therefore we should shut up.
At any rate, gradually, they all left. Daniel told me he was leaving too. Would I be there long? It was after lunch time and the lot was emptying of cars.
"Not too much longer," I said.
"Now don't burn out," he warned.
"I know...I just hate leaving when someone hasn't chosen life yet..." I paused in my discussion with him to offer literature to a woman in a car leaving the center parking lot. The woman rolled down her window.
She smiled at me.
"Did you change your mind??" I asked. (If they stop and they are smiling, it is never because they just took the life of their child...)
Daniel grinned in the background and later told me, "No sooner did you say you hated to leave before someone had chosen life when God sent you someone who chose life."
I sure don't deserve the God I serve. These sorts of miracles of answered prayer happen all the time in that terrible place.
I asked the woman what changed her mind. "Everything you all were saying," she told me."God was speaking to me so loudly...so many signs...and then all of you and what you were saying." A very sweet counselor with six young children was on the mic right before the woman left. Her gentle message seems to have finally swayed this conflicted woman that we had been speaking with all morning.
The woman was very grateful for all the resources and material needs we could supply. I asked if she worked.
"Not now," she said, "But I am looking for a job. I want to go back to school but I can't...I don't have a car."
I gasped. I had JUST had a car offered and freed up when another mom turned out not to need it.
"I think I have a car for you!" I said.
She glanced at the cigarette she was smoking. "This is the last cigarette for me. God is talking loud and clear. I won't hurt my baby."
Oh friends! How gloriously gracious of God to show us so many miracles through our willingness to be on that sidewalk. It never fails. Miracles abound when we submit joyfully to His call.
Later that evening, the mom who chose life texted me: "Thank you for everything and you truly made me feel 100 times better today. You are a blessing."
I am wallowing in joy and holy delight. The joy of the Lord is my strength!
Will you join us? We had three new woman on the sidewalk Friday-- praying, listening, and shadowing the counselors. I think there were fifteen young children out there as well, praying, smiling at the women, reminding them of the miracle of life. Blessings flow when God's people show up. If interested, please click HERE for info, or email Vicky at firstname.lastname@example.org
Then he said to them, “Go your way. Eat the fat and drink sweet wine and send portions to anyone who has nothing ready, for this day is holy to our Lord. And do not be grieved, for the joy of the Lord is your strength.”
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.