Isnít it ironic that a building where life is taken would call itself ďHopeĒ? How do you find hope in killing a little person? We quite often tell the abortion-bound mothers, ďThereís no hope behind those purple doors. The real hope is over here through Jesus Christ. Yes, Christ loved you enough that He gave His life for you so that you could live in eternity with Him. What are you willing to do for Him?Ē
Todayís reflection addresses Christís death on a cross and his resurrection. He died on Friday, but He rose on Sunday. ďSunday is cominí.Ē The abortion mill is always busier on Fridays as itís usually the start or prepping of a lot of late-term babies from all surrounding states. As we stood in the cold rain, mothers were running past us to get inside. They had premeditated murder on their minds. The death merchants are always a little peppier on Fridays; itís a big money day for many. Fridays are the days of grisly torture for babies, but Sunday is cominí.
We are the real hope to many, and today some of the abortion-bound took us up on our offers. We stand in all kinds of weather 352 days a year as vessels of hope, proclaiming the truth and the horrors of abortion, and showing real hope dancing on the ultrasound screen inside our van. We are the watchmen on the wall in joy of Christís victory over death and hope of His return as we revert from a culture of death to a culture of respect for all life.
Itís Friday; itís cold and
rain is pouring, but Skyla and her
We took the girls to a local
eatery and waited for the friendís mother to arrive and take all three back
home. Skyla, the pregnant 16 year old, was happy that we stopped her. ďI
really didnít want to have the abortion.Ē The 22 year old male who
brought them from
Daniel made sure they had a meal and kept checking on them by phone until the friendís mom arrived 4 hours later.
After we returned to the abortion mill, Tonya and her friend came back out, confirmed they were keeping their baby, and accepted our literature as they got into their car and left.
Marcie and her friend from
Itís Friday; the weather is working against us, and the workers of iniquity hate the sight of our lifesaving van, but Sunday is cominí! Thank You Lord!
Be encouraged ~Angela