dreadfully late ping
Something I thought of yesterday at the Fairfax clinic: Saturday may be the best chance of influencing a woman away from abortion. If she really had her heart set on getting one, wouldn’t she take sick leave from work, or cut class, rather than wait for the weekend?
It made me sad to see women going in, heads down, already sorry for their choice. How much sorrier are they going to be coming out?
It's definitely a good day to talk to the women, I've heard that Saturdays and Sundays are often the busiest days at an abortuary.
It made me sad to see women going in, heads down, already sorry for their choice. How much sorrier are they going to be coming out?
You will also notice that the butchers usually have their victims leave through a different door.
From email:
We often receive stories that get straight to the
heart of what 40 Days for Life is all about. This one
comes from Steve in Charlottesville, Virginia:
40 Days for Life is upon us and sometimes it’s
hard to muster the courage and energy to confront
the dark cloud of abortion that hangs over this
nation. However, occasionally a ray of light
shines through the darkness to remind us that God
is still there and His love is triumphant.
When I moved to Charlottesville this summer I met
a couple men who had been standing outside of
Planned Parenthood for years. In fact, one of them
had been standing for so long that he was starting
to question his service.
He said to me, “It’s very rare that I get any
positive feedback.” I told him that it was a small
town, but I knew from my experience in Houston that
lives were being changed simply by the presence of
men and women outside of the abortion clinic praying
and handing out literature.
No sooner had he crossed the street than a woman
pulled up into the Planned Parenthood parking lot
and started yelling at me. At first I thought she
angry with me. But then she told me she wanted to
tell me something.
She pointed to the back seat of her car and said she
had a grandson in a car seat that was alive because
people were standing outside of the clinic — and
she wanted to say thank you.
I ran across the street to the parking lot where my
friend was parked to tell him the good news.
But God wasn’t done!
A week later a young woman pulled off the side of
the road to tell me that she, too, had changed her
mind because people were standing outside the clinic.
This woman later sent Steve a note. Here’s what she said:
I’m not sure why I was so inclined to stop and speak
to you but remember feeling like I needed to tell
someone my story, someone who changed my thought
process when I was trying to decide whether or not I
should carry my child to term.
I cannot thank you and others like you enough for
standing up for what you believe in, because had it
not been for you all I may have made a horrible
decision and terminated my pregnancy. My girl is my
entire world, and everything I do now is so that I
can create a better life for her.
Please, do not stop doing what you are doing. I know
it may seem like your messages are falling on deaf
eyes and blind eyes, but I can assure you that me and
my daughter are proof of the power that you all have.
“So when your feet start to hurt and your back begins to
ache,” said Steve, “just remember this baby is alive today
because a group of people overcame their fears, anxieties,
and personal plans to help others.”
Amen!
I’m in Reno, Nevada today ... heading for California on
Monday, with stops in Sacramento, Vallejo, Santa Rosa and
Napa. Yes, that WILL be a busy day! But I’m blessed to
witness God use this effort coast-to-coast.