The Prochoice rhetoric and fanatical screeching at a pitch not heard by human ears is beyond EXHILARATING! It makes me WANT to go to the sidewalk OFTEN. But to their utter amazement, what they say and do does not make me mad; it does not deter me. Never. It gives me the amped up racing fuel that careens through my veins. LOVE IT!
Now, while the disdain of the Prochoicer does give me a power surge to EXPOSE THE ABORTION AGENDA, it’s the power of the Holy Spirit that fills me to overflowing to do what God has purposed me to do: Take this GOSPEL MISSION to the sidewalks of abortion facilities.
Of course, Prochoicers have not one idea of what that means because they do not know Jesus Christ as Savior…they have no burden for the lost and forgotten, only themselves. The 3:3 Project is THE gospel mission brought to the sidewalk expressing the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ to the lost and backslidden, to pre-abortive women & men and their coercers.
Prochoicers forsake the unborn for choice. Prolifers forsake their own lives for those that have no choice. Prolifers are not a trend, we are sidewalk counselors, soldiers and pastors you hate to see but wished you talked to.
…and BTW, we do care about you and love you enough to tell you that you are wrong and if you don’t repent and ask God to forgive you, I probably won’t see you in Heaven. And THAT breaks my heart.
Jesus answered and said, “Most assuredly, I say to you, unless one is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.” John 3:3
Bullies. Sidewalk counselors and prayers are constantly bullied and intimidated….not by the pre-abortive at the facility, but by the passer-by. AND MOST OF THEM ARE ‘MEN’.
Young, old…there is no age limit to stupidity and cruelty. I suppose seeing a bunch of Christian women praying is that abhorrent.
Besides Mr. Happy, the FU guy and Porsche Guy, we had a new visitor today – ‘Sign Throwing Guy’. The new guy gets out of his teeny little car, proceeds with filthy language while throwing our signs to the ground. This big bad ‘man’ that had the fortitude to do this got a bit squeamish when I pulled out my camera. Coward. I think he used all four cylinders to make a quick enough getaway.
Why don’t they want to stick around to have a conversation? Why are they so scared of us?
I wonder if he told his buddies how he tried to scare a bunch of women today.
Next time, I’ll be a little quicker on the draw for a better video and photos. I owe it to ‘Sign Throwing Guy’ to give him the full treatment.
“And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.” Galatians 6:9
Today we had a prochoice/proabort show up on the sidewalk with us. She had a sign that read ‘My Body, My Choice’. Terrific…especially with skin tight jeans and a bikini top on a very busy street in the middle of the day. Of course, instead of taking the high road and come there with solid arguments and real information for women, she belittled her own cause using sex as the answer to the abortion question.
I did say hello and that she has EVERY right to be on the same sidewalk with me, we both enjoy a Constitutional right to free speech in America. But I posed this:
“Real women with real problems come to this abortion facility. You call prolifers hypocrites, but do you offer real solutions to their very real problem? That woman there, she may not be able to pay her electric bill and found out she’s pregnant…are you going to pay her bill? The woman over there, she can’t pay her rent and is about to be on the street and found out she’s pregnant….are you going to pay her rent? WHY IS ABORTION THE ANSWER? Where are your real world solutions to real world problems?”
While she stood on a busy street half dressed, real women are coming out of an abortion facility on the day they kill the bigger babies, grief stricken. They are utterly defeated and literally empty. But where are the prochoicers/proaborts? Why aren’t they there to comfort them? Didn’t the prochoicer/proabort see the decrepit run-down cars in the lot, or the ones that limped in on their last leg while she was there? Instead, she enjoyed the attention of being half dressed. I wonder if she realizes that a lot of these women come the the abortion facility on the bus…and stand at the bus stop in the raging heat, freezing cold or pelting rain right after their abortion waiting to go home. They don’t offer a ride….just abortion.
Will they be there to pick up the pieces? Will they help them pay bills to get a fresh start? WHAT ARE THEIR SOLUTIONS TO THE VERY REAL PROBLEMS? They have none. They love to come to the sidewalk for the attention, to bully prolifers and intimidate. That’s all…no solutions, no nothing.
I will give this prochoice/proabort girl a little credit…at least she showed up to plead her cause. No one else ever does. Prochoicers/proaborts love to hide behind computers and puke up their opinions with no action like a rabid pit bull on a leash. If it’s cold, rainy or too hot….well, you get the picture. They are a fair-weather sort.
I finished my short conversation with her wishing her Jesus. I hope that one day she’ll remembered that a prolifer offered her a real CHOICE…eternal life with Jesus Christ.