Resurrection Sunday and Reflections of a Grateful Near Abortive Mom

I was resting my strained vocal cords when I got a call yesterday from a woman who had gone Saturday to abort. She stopped for two of our Cities4Life  counselors and spoke a long time with them. She still went in to the abortion center because she was overwhelmed and being coerced to abort by the baby’s father. 

However, she heard God speaking in her spirit, “Keep your baby! Keep your baby!” She left the abortion center. As she drove home, she called her pastor who lovingly but firmly told her abortion was wrong, and she had chosen the only course someone who claims to love the Lord should choose. He prayed with her and she submitted her life to Jesus. 

She was calling me just to thank us for being there. She wanted nothing more than to express her gratitude for helping her choose what she knew all along she should choose. However,  I shared the vast resources of ministries who partner with us and provide help. In fact, by the time I finished, my strained vocal cords could do no more. My voice was almost gone. 

She was incredulous by the deluge of help offered.

“What will this cost me?”she asked.

“It is free. All free. Loving Christians donate their time and money to make this possible. Even if they did not, a mother killing her own child is always wrong, however, we know the obstacles you face feel insurmountable, and we are here to help.”

This is such a beautiful story to dwell upon on Resurrection Sunday. Jesus died to pay the full penalty for sin we deserved. He rose from the grave, securing the victory once and for all over sin and death.

What will this cost me?

It is free. All free. 

But...

If Jesus is Lord, you will follow Him wholeheartedly, doing what He says in gratitude and love for all He has done for you.

Happy Resurrection Sunday.

We were buried therefore with him by baptism into death, in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, we too might walk in newness of life. Romans 6:4

This is Not My America

Yesterday, 8 people praying and walking while maintaining social distancing were arrested in Charlotte. I was there. I saw a line up of 12 police cars on the street in front of the abortion center. It looked like a mass murder had just gone down. It had, in fact. At least 17 babies were slaughtered in that abortion center. 

However, the police officers were not there to arrest the ones that had murdered those little humans. The police were not there to arrest the women lining up in front of the abortion center, all within inches of each other. The police were not there to arrest the facility personnel  that packed them in like sardines as they entered the front room, with no screening, no temperature taking, none of the CDC precautions designated for “medical facilities.” 

The police were arresting peaceful, praying citizens on the street, walking and maintaining the required social distance.

Police arresting founder of Cities4Life nonprofit charitable ministry helping vulnerable people.

After my time on the sidewalk, legally there as part of an exempt nonprofit charitable organization offering hope and help and resources to vulnerable people, I went on a bike ride on a local greenway. The parking lot was PACKED. Every place taken. I passed well over a hundred people on the greenway, many in clumps, clearly not abiding by social distancing. I did not see a single police officer. Not a single arrest. Not a single citation.

During my time in front of the abortion center, our counselors with the help of the prayer walkers helped two women to come aboard Help Monroe Pregnancy Center mobile ultrasound unit. Using all the CDC recommended precautions, we counseled those women. Both were abortion minded. Both felt hopeless and trapped. Both chose life when the vast array of help and resources were offered and when they saw their precious child’s beating heart. The couple I counseled both submitted their lives to Jesus right there on the RV after hearing the Gospel. They wrote to the prayer walker who had led them to our RV and asked her if she would take them to church when this pandemic restrictions are lifted.

These are the people the police are targeting for arrest.

The basic behavior is the same as those on the Greenway. People out in the fresh air, staying far apart, walking. But in one case, they are pro-life and praying, and deterring women from abortion with offers of hope and help. They were told to go home or face arrest. It is the message of life that is being squelched. And that is the America we will return to when all this is over. It is an America I do not recognize and my heart is broken.

We cannot let this stand. Peacefully, prayerfully, and respectfully, this has to be challenged.

Psalm 43:1

Vindicate me, O God, and plead my case against an ungodly nation; O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man!