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| Pro Choice escorts disguised at their request |
One woman was sobbing on the porch of the abortion center. I have never seen someone so overcome with grief. She collapsed to her knees, head in her hands, gut-wrenching sobs. I called to her for several minutes, telling her that if she was so grieved over the thought of abortion, turn away now, before it was too late. Let us help her.
All of my Cities4Life team had spent a great deal of time on the microphone, sharing information about our resources, the Gospel, and the only real hope and purpose in life: following Christ. We had the use of the microphone because one of our counselors, Sarah, had the legal sound permit in her name for the day. She was sick, but would not leave our team to go home and rest because if she left, we could not use the microphone. The permit holder must be on site. She agreed to just rest in her car.
Now, I cried with the woman on the porch, begging her to listen to her broken heart. Leave this place. Leave before the abortionist arrived.
To our joy, she did. She went to her car, sat in it for twenty minutes, and finally drove away. The abortionist had not arrived. Her baby was safe.
Shortly after that, one of our most experienced counselors, Chrissy, stopped a car and got them to pull over. Our fantastic nurse joined Chrissy car-side. I knew the woman would be ably counseled but Chrissy motioned to me to come over. They called me over because I have a huge list of resources on my phone and this mom and her children were living in her car. The car had no air conditioning, and yesterday was 90 degrees and humid. The poor family was wilted. She needed massive resources, which fortunately, with our network of supporters and contacts, we have.
For one thing, one wonderful donor has given me permission to use funds in critical situations if I judge it necessary to save the baby. This was such an instance. I offered to put the mom and her kids in a hotel for a couple of nights while she called the big list of housing resources I gave her.
Meanwhile, since our mobile ultrasound RV is still out of commission, Chrissy called a local Pregnancy Resource center which is just five minutes away and arranged for the woman, "J" to go there immediately for an ultrasound to see her baby. J told us she believed in Jesus, but her situation was so impossible that she saw abortion as her only choice. Nonetheless, she agreed to look at her baby on the ultrasound.
At this point, the 'pro-choice' escort came over across the street to the group of us talking with J.
"Do you want to keep your appointment?" she asked J.
I was speechless.
"I am late for the appointment already," J told her.
"Oh, that's not a problem! They will still do the abortion if you are late," the 'pro-choice' advocate said.
"It's ok," J told her politely.
The 'pro-choice' advocate was clearly upset that this woman might not want to abort her baby. She then asked point blank, "Do you want me to cancel your appointment with the clinic or will you be keeping it? They will not have a problem if you are late."
This was in NO WAY the job, duty, or business of the "escort." It was her attempt to pressure J to move away from us and quickly make the decision to abort rather than hear our full list of resources and help. However, it had the opposite effect.
"I don't want you to cancel my appointment," J said firmly.
We all felt grief at this statement, except the pro-choice lady who smiled eagerly.
"I can cancel my OWN appointment," J added.
The escort slinked away. I have to confess, my heart was cheering inside.
We gave J gas money, and wrote a list of resources for her. I gave her my name and number. After I got home, I called her. She had seen her baby and was shocked at how developed the little munchkin was. The baby was also very active, doing flips, kicking, and waving.
"Please be honest with me," I said, "Having seen your baby now, are you at all inclined to abort?"
SILENCE. NOT GOOD.
"If you can promise me housing," she said.
Now, I never know exactly where or how God will lead me, but I have learned always listen to His prompting. Clear as a bell, I heard Him tell me to share the truth of the Gospel, and what it means to claim Jesus as Lord of her life.
So I did. I won't share the details here. I went step by step through the truths of sin, repentance, why Christ had to die, why He had to be resurrected, and what it means to proclaim Jesus is Lord.
I was afraid she might hang up on me, but I kept asking questions, and she kept answering. And then she said, "I have never understood the Gospel before. You should be a teacher. No one has ever explained it like this. I understand. I want to ask Jesus to be Lord. I am weak, but I want Him to be Lord."
Sometimes it pays to get up in the morning.
So we prayed together over the phone. She asked Jesus to be Lord of her life, and asked forgiveness for all the times she has sinned against Him. She asked Him to strengthen her in her weakness.
When we finished praying, I said, "Now, will you abort your child?"
"No," she said, "If Jesus is Lord of my life, I can't. I am telling you definitely not."
Yes! Thanks and glory be to God for His miracles and provision.
This sweet woman needs a lot of resources and a lot of prayer. First she needs a home. Cities4Life with the aid of our donor placed her in a hotel for two nights to give her rest and time (and air conditioning) to call the list of housing resources. She texted me several times throughout the day with a final joyful text as the sun set, "I am in the hotel. Baths now. Thank you so much."
Thank GOD.
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We need more volunteers. Email me at vkaseorg@cities4life.com if you want to feel the deepest joy imaginable and watch a wretched soul find life.
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All of my Cities4Life team had spent a great deal of time on the microphone, sharing information about our resources, the Gospel, and the only real hope and purpose in life: following Christ. We had the use of the microphone because one of our counselors, Sarah, had the legal sound permit in her name for the day. She was sick, but would not leave our team to go home and rest because if she left, we could not use the microphone. The permit holder must be on site. She agreed to just rest in her car.
Now, I cried with the woman on the porch, begging her to listen to her broken heart. Leave this place. Leave before the abortionist arrived.
To our joy, she did. She went to her car, sat in it for twenty minutes, and finally drove away. The abortionist had not arrived. Her baby was safe.
Shortly after that, one of our most experienced counselors, Chrissy, stopped a car and got them to pull over. Our fantastic nurse joined Chrissy car-side. I knew the woman would be ably counseled but Chrissy motioned to me to come over. They called me over because I have a huge list of resources on my phone and this mom and her children were living in her car. The car had no air conditioning, and yesterday was 90 degrees and humid. The poor family was wilted. She needed massive resources, which fortunately, with our network of supporters and contacts, we have.
For one thing, one wonderful donor has given me permission to use funds in critical situations if I judge it necessary to save the baby. This was such an instance. I offered to put the mom and her kids in a hotel for a couple of nights while she called the big list of housing resources I gave her.
Meanwhile, since our mobile ultrasound RV is still out of commission, Chrissy called a local Pregnancy Resource center which is just five minutes away and arranged for the woman, "J" to go there immediately for an ultrasound to see her baby. J told us she believed in Jesus, but her situation was so impossible that she saw abortion as her only choice. Nonetheless, she agreed to look at her baby on the ultrasound.
At this point, the 'pro-choice' escort came over across the street to the group of us talking with J.
"Do you want to keep your appointment?" she asked J.
I was speechless.
"I am late for the appointment already," J told her.
"Oh, that's not a problem! They will still do the abortion if you are late," the 'pro-choice' advocate said.
"It's ok," J told her politely.
The 'pro-choice' advocate was clearly upset that this woman might not want to abort her baby. She then asked point blank, "Do you want me to cancel your appointment with the clinic or will you be keeping it? They will not have a problem if you are late."
This was in NO WAY the job, duty, or business of the "escort." It was her attempt to pressure J to move away from us and quickly make the decision to abort rather than hear our full list of resources and help. However, it had the opposite effect.
"I don't want you to cancel my appointment," J said firmly.
We all felt grief at this statement, except the pro-choice lady who smiled eagerly.
"I can cancel my OWN appointment," J added.
The escort slinked away. I have to confess, my heart was cheering inside.
We gave J gas money, and wrote a list of resources for her. I gave her my name and number. After I got home, I called her. She had seen her baby and was shocked at how developed the little munchkin was. The baby was also very active, doing flips, kicking, and waving.
"Please be honest with me," I said, "Having seen your baby now, are you at all inclined to abort?"
SILENCE. NOT GOOD.
"If you can promise me housing," she said.
Now, I never know exactly where or how God will lead me, but I have learned always listen to His prompting. Clear as a bell, I heard Him tell me to share the truth of the Gospel, and what it means to claim Jesus as Lord of her life.
So I did. I won't share the details here. I went step by step through the truths of sin, repentance, why Christ had to die, why He had to be resurrected, and what it means to proclaim Jesus is Lord.
I was afraid she might hang up on me, but I kept asking questions, and she kept answering. And then she said, "I have never understood the Gospel before. You should be a teacher. No one has ever explained it like this. I understand. I want to ask Jesus to be Lord. I am weak, but I want Him to be Lord."
Sometimes it pays to get up in the morning.
So we prayed together over the phone. She asked Jesus to be Lord of her life, and asked forgiveness for all the times she has sinned against Him. She asked Him to strengthen her in her weakness.
When we finished praying, I said, "Now, will you abort your child?"
"No," she said, "If Jesus is Lord of my life, I can't. I am telling you definitely not."
Yes! Thanks and glory be to God for His miracles and provision.
This sweet woman needs a lot of resources and a lot of prayer. First she needs a home. Cities4Life with the aid of our donor placed her in a hotel for two nights to give her rest and time (and air conditioning) to call the list of housing resources. She texted me several times throughout the day with a final joyful text as the sun set, "I am in the hotel. Baths now. Thank you so much."
Thank GOD.
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We need more volunteers. Email me at vkaseorg@cities4life.com if you want to feel the deepest joy imaginable and watch a wretched soul find life.
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2 Corinthians 12:9
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is
made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly
of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
Wonderful work Vicky!
ReplyDeletethank you for the encouragement. as you know it is ALL God. i just show up and say, "use me."
DeleteBeautiful testimony!
ReplyDeletethank you!
DeletePLEASE TELL ME How I Can Assist..In ANY WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletelisa, if you live in the Charlotte area, help us on the sidewalks! We need volunteers. If not, go to http://charlotte.cities4life.org/ and consider donating...we intend to help this couple get an apartment and furnish it as well as helping with their wedding.
DeleteGlory to God!
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