Carolers Sing of Christ’s Birth While Fifty Babies Die In the Building Before Them

Carolers in hoop skirts and top hats came to sing in front of the abortion center yesterday. Their sweet voices earnestly singing of the birth and hope of the savior of the world was in sharp contrast to the violent scene we knew was taking place inside the building. At the end of the morning, a fight nearly broke out and the nurses came rushing from the side door calling for security. An enraged woman burst out the front door swearing and swinging, eager to pummel the abortion workers.

We could not make out what had infuriated her but it had something to do with the ultrasound. She had apparently erupted in her anger, “breaking glass.” We suspect she was told that she was further along than she thought she was and would have to cough up more money to kill her baby. Terrible news right before Christmas.

Both sides, workers and woman were swearing at each other, using vile words and had to be restrained by friends and security from an outright brawl.

As the woman drove out of the parking lot, I tried to offer her our literature. I mean, really, if anyone needed the hope and help of Jesus at that moment it was her, and my guess is she had not aborted. I smiled and approached the car as it raced down the driveway.

“Will you take our information?” I asked.

“Shut up, b****!!!”

I guess that would be a “no.”

Those sweet carolers with their beautiful voices and words full of mercy and grace were juxtaposed in my mind with the harsh violent words and actions of those connected to the abortion industry. 

There could be no doubt why Jesus had to come to bear the penalty for our sins. The world is being crushed by the weight of our guilt and only God Himself can bear that burden.

Three women chose life in the midst of the days’ tragedies. If you count the furious woman who likely didn’t have the money to abort that day, four babies that were to be aborted left that place alive. And one baby, whose mother loved her and wanted her, had been sent by her doctor to have an ultrasound in the clinic. We cannot fathom why any doctor would send a woman who was overjoyed by the miracle of life in her womb to a place where fifty women were there to kill their babies.

The happy mother stopped and showed us the picture of her baby on the ultrasound. She was overjoyed. She smiled at the carolers as she drove away.

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Romans 12:2 

Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.