We cannot choose when we are born but we can choose when we can kill. The senseless killings at the abortion facility is exactly that – SENSELESS. Seeing women pull into the parking lot knowing this will be the last day their unborn child will be alive is surreal, at the very least.
Many of the pre-abortive moms bring their coercer with them not realizing that the coercer comes not to be the hand to hold but the strong arm to not let her change her mind. And when you pro-aborts read this and think that’s not true…THINK AGAIN: I have personal knowledge of this. The coercer is never your friend.
Today, I asked God to encourage us. What that means to the prolifer is give us a sign, give us a word – and He did. A man [right there that’s encouraging!] stopped his car and walked up to us. He told us his prolife story: ‘Mike’ and his wife were separated and she started seeing someone else. After they got back together, [you guessed it] she realized she was pregnant with the other man’s baby. Mike and his wife decided on an abortion but he said that he just couldn’t do it…and they didn’t! Besides their other children, they have a daughter that is now the apple of his eye! That’s a REAL MAN that saves the life of another man’s baby. He thanked us for what we do to save the lives of babies.
I’ve often wondered who picks up the remains of the unborn babies that were aborted and today I found that out [see photo]. The driver opened up the back and pulled out a red biohazard bin, took it inside. He came back out and put it into the truck. DEATH. Aborted babies. It still sends ice-cold chills down my spine. But there is irony here: The driver of the ‘medical waste’ truck is prolife! He said he had two days left on this job, praise GOD. He said that they will have to answer to God one day for what they do…and he is right. God is not mocked, He is LORD.
One of the pre-abortive moms had on a sweatshirt that said ‘LIFESAVER’ on it. Definitely an interesting ‘choice’.
Every day that abortions are performed, many of these women have to leave before the procedure to buy a money order or the abortionist, who is a doddery 80+ year old man on a cane, will not do the procedure. It is one more attempt for us to try to talk to them but all we usually get is squealing tires. So she brings the money order back, a signed death warrant for her own unborn child. It is wretched and hideous…this will be the last day her baby will be alive.
We are all so precious in the eyes of God, every one of us. We are fearfully and wonderfully made by a Holy God that LOVES US so much that we are made in His image! Seeing that ‘medical waste’ truck come in to pick up human baby remains is a horrific sight, one that is hard to see much less digest. This great country has made LIFE a privilege, not a right.
The sidewalk is my pulpit, my palette – it is the place where you can get the truth of abortion and the knowledge of the Gospel before that final step is taken…and I PRAY that step will not happen. Every day.