A
Letter to Small Victories Ministry (May 2007)
No one had greater character than Jesus Christ. His perfect
character was not developed in easy times. He became a leader because of
the problems he had to endure. Hebrews 2:10.
God allows us to go through adversities, trials, and tribulations so that
we develop that same strength and character. Character cannot be developed
without pain.
“After you have suffered a little while,
the God of all grace, who imparts all blessing and favor, who has called
you, will complete and make you what you ought to be.” 1 Peter 5:10.
This letter was sent to me
this past week and it has confirmed what we’ve been dealing with outside
the Hope Clinic. In all of my fourteen years of being on that sidewalk
daily, I have never experienced the reproach that has been showing up for
the past few months. These professing Christians will not come under
authority, they will not listen to the established leaders, and they will
not take correction.
Many, many babies have been unfortunately killed by those who
profess to love Jesus. Their insults and screams have made these mothers
more determined to get inside away from all the noise. It has turned more
unsaved souls away from Jesus than these egomaniacs would care to know.
We don’t have to
worry about the Hope abortion Clinic destroying babies or this vital
ministry; the holy hypocrites are doing a pretty good job.
Dear Angela:
After visiting the Hope
Clinic with a friend on Saturday, May 12, I got curious about your
organization and ministry so I looked you up on the internet.
Actually, I was looking to see if a photo of me or my car would appear on
your site after noticing several pro-lifers walking around with digital
cameras and video recorders. I would like to call your attention to
the following entry from the "street report" segment
of your website:
After being
degraded and screamed at by the troublemakers, a man and his wife who had
gotten the abortion, got into their car and were leaving when Rick gave
the man literature and a Bible. The man shook Rick’s hand and told him,
“God bless you! Things may of turned out differently had they not
screamed her in there.” “A kind word turns
away wrath.” Proverbs 15:1.
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I am the man who shook
Rick's hand and said "God Bless You" to him as he offered me
literature that day, and I wanted to share some insights and observations
about my visit to Hope Clinic with you because after reading your website,
and learning what you and your ministry do;
I would like to say that I whole heartedly agree with your
work, and I am impressed by the fact that you are actually reaching out to
the women who enter Hope Clinic in an effort to help them and offer them a
better choice; rather than spewing hatred and condemnation like some of
the other pro-life activists I witnessed that morning. (namely the black
guy wearing a collar, and a couple of others with him)
So for what it's worth,
I'd like to share with you my experience of that day. Firstly, I would
like to clear something up:
Although you
referred to me and my friend as "man and his wife" in your
entry; this is not the case. In
fact, she is not even my girlfriend... Nor was I the
father of her aborted child. That said, I will tell you why I was
at the clinic that day. The woman I went to Hope Clinic with is a long
time friend of mine who turned to me for help when she learned that she
had to have an escort for her appointment at Hope.
She had no one else she could trust with the fact that she was
going to have an abortion, and no one else was available to make the 3
hour drive to
Granite City
that day. When she told me
she was pregnant, and approached me about escorting her, I was hesitant.
I asked her why wasn't the father (her ex boyfriend) going to
handle that duty. She
informed me that they were no longer on speaking terms and that he wanted
to nothing to do with having the baby, nor did he want to pay for an
abortion, yet alone be the one to take her to it.
Basically, she was on her own.
She has few close friends, and getting assistance from her family
was out of the question. She
is 40 years old, has two children from a previous marriage, and she's not
in the best of emotional health. Her and her family are devout Catholics
as well. She told me I was
one of only two people she could turn to for this, and the other one had
no drivers license; so she wasn't an option.
So she turned to me and I agreed to make the trip to
Granite City
with her.
Prior to this event, I
hadn't really given the issue of abortion much thought. This is the first
time I've had any direct experience with it.
I've known women who have had them, but never someone this close to
me. Despite being a
Christian, and politically very conservative; I never really have taken
any kind of "firm stand" on the issue.
I've always been kind of floating in the middle between
"pro-life" and "pro-choice".
I guess that being a man and knowing that I would never be pregnant
made it easy to be ambivalent about it.
However, I have never been comfortable with it and have always seen
it as something less than clean....yet something that had never affected
me personally until my visit to Hope Clinic a week ago.
Since that day, and after reading your website (and
numerous others); I have
given the topic of abortion alot of thought, and I can definately say I
now believe that abortion is dirty and evil....and most importantly, I
believe that abortion is certainly not part of God's plan which he has for
people.
Yes, I asked her if she
was sure she wanted to abort when she told me of the pregnancy.
She told me her reasons she wanted to abort, and also told me she
had prayed very much about it. Maybe
I should have tried to convince her to keep the baby, but it was quite
obvious that nothing I was going to say was going to change her mind.
She had made up her mind, and she was very adamant about it. She's
pretty "hard boiled" and stubborn, so I knew there was no way
she would change her mind. Despite
not being wholly comfortable about assisting her with her dilemma; I
agreed to go to
Granite City
with her because we are friends and she has been there for me in the past
when I needed some support or a favor.
Anyway, we were the first
car to arrive at the Clinic that morning.
We made the mistake of parking right next to the alley and were
immediately verbally accosted by the black man wearing what appeared to be
the collar of a priest; and a couple others.
These people were openly hostile and judgmental. As we tried our
best to ignore them, we watched them as they harassed clinic employees as
they reported for work. In my
opinion, this is not a very good approach towards trying to dissuade women
from abortion - hence my comment about "things might have turned out
differently" without being screamed at and condemned.
Unfortunately, when I made the comment I wasn't referring to my
friend. As I mentioned above,
nothing was going to change her mind. I was referring to other women (or
couples) who come to Hope Clinic. I
can't quote the specific scriptures, but after experiencing the tirades of
a few of those people that morning, the "...don't judge, lest ye be
judged", thing comes to mind. Also
coming to mind was the ability of some people to spot twigs in other
people's eyes, despite having a log in theirs!
That's one of the reasons that motivated me to write to
you. After visiting your
website, reading about your work, and reading about your success stories
and your "saves"...it is obvious that you are attempting to
minister and help people...not just empty proselyltizing.
I have no idea what goes
through a woman's mind when she is considering an abortion. I do know of a
friend who once told me that her abortion was the biggest regret of her
life, so I do know that it is an extremely emotionally and traumatic
experience. I also know that women probably carry a lot of psychological
scars with them after having an abortion.
The pain on a lot of people's faces inside that waiting room at the
clinic was apparent, I will tell you that. I saw people from all walks of
life in there. I'm
glad I wasn't there as a mother, or as a father...and I feel guilty enough
now about just being there in the first place, even though I was just
helping out a friend.
I have been thankful in
the past that I have never been in a situation where I had impregnated a
woman and would be faced with having to be a part of that kind of
decision. Like I said before,
I have always been kind of ambivalent about it.
After this experience, I can definitely be counted among
the ranks of the pro-life.
Should abortion be
illegal? It's easy to say
"yes". However,
there will always be women willing to have them, and doctors willing to
perform them; regardless of it being illegal.
This is sad, but true. I
don't see how anyone who actually researches the issue of abortion and
knows its true effects could do anything other than condemn its practice.
Sorry this is so long.
I just wanted to share my experience and let you know that your
organization has made me re-think the way I view abortion.
Although I couldn't have changed my friends mind, I do feel kind of
ashamed that I was a participant in her abortion - even though all I did
was basically give her a ride. I
am a Christian. I believe in
Christ, and I believe in God. I'm
far from a "model" Christian and could be a better practicing
one. I have prayed for my
friend who had the abortion, and I've also prayed that I am forgiven for
the role I played. I believe
that I am forgiven, but it still feels wrong to me to profess myself as a
Christian, yet at the same time enter an abortion clinic.
In hindsight, I shouldn't have been at the Hope
Clinic...simple as that.
In closing, I
would like to ask you to pray for my friend who had the abortion, and
throw in a prayer for me, her friend who escorted her.
Your ministry, and your methods, do touch people.
If not for the subtle and sincere way your friend Rick approached
my car when I was leaving the lot that morning.
I would have probably left thinking that all people who are
pro-life are bitter and hateful zealots based on the actions of others
that morning.
Thanks and God Bless,
"J"
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