Death Toll May 19-24, 2008

Reporting from the “Baby-dumping capital of the Midwest” Granite City , IL .

  Once known for their towering steel mills, now known for the baby-dumping mill.

 

Hope Clinic- American Family Extermination Camp “destroying families one child at a time”

Severing over 400,000 mother–child relationships in their 34 year reign of terror

 

Monday- Bag n’ Tag 140 babies from the past week’s carnage were bagged and tagged for medical research labs, pharmaceutical and cosmetic firms.

 

Tuesday- midnight abortions 40      IN, MO, IL      2 saves      4 pro-lifers   As we rolled onto the crime scene, there were a few clients already inside. We quickly set up our resource van. Soon, more mothers and accomplices began standing in line to sign out the death warrant. Nancy, a powerful Holy Spirit filled prayer warrior and sonographer, joined us.

            A group of young boys gathered around us on the sidewalk. Joshua kept looking at the graphic signs and asking questions. “Is that what they do to those babies?” “Yes.” “That’s sick man.” “Yes, it is.” His friend soon began chiming in, “Why don’t they give them up for adoption?” I then showed them baby Hannah’s picture and shared her testimony. “For real? That’s a good thing.” Joshua smiled. The others had a few thoughts on what they would like to see happen to this building. But we turned it around and said, “God could really use this for His good. When the killing stops, we could take what was meant for bad and turn it into good. We would like to see this as a maternity home for pregnant mothers. There aren’t many places for pregnant mothers to go to, especially here in Granite City . That’s why so many come to the abortion mill.” They agreed.

            We talked about living God’s way and not getting girls pregnant. They all said they would come back and stand with us. Daniel reached into his pocket and produced a couple of dollars and treated the boys to some ice cream. They thanked us and rode their bikes towards McDonalds.

            An accomplice with Lawrence Taylor’s jersey walked his unashamed female friend across the lot. We offered to save their baby. She yelled, “Oh hell no, I want my abortion!” and proudly marched onto the catwalk to stand in line. “That could be the next Lawrence Taylor . In a few years you can be playing football together.” They went inside.

            Chantel and her boyfriend parked on the emergency room parking lot. As they slowly walked towards the catwalk, I felt God was already convicting them. I offered to show them a picture of their baby and Chantel immediately began shaking her head and repeating, “No...no...” “I know you know the Lord, you know this is wrong. You asked Him to give you a sign not to do this.” I held Hannah’s picture up and again she shook her head and placed her fingers in her ears. “We are that sign that God is telling you not to do it.” Tears began flowing down her cheeks. They walked by us and went inside.

            A few minutes later, the boyfriend came out and smoked a cigarette. I spoke softly from the sidewalk to him. He walked over to me, took our literature, and thanked us. He went inside.

            At this point we began talking with Amber. Earlier, she flipped us off and went inside with her school friends. But now she wanted an ultrasound. We complied and went inside the van. As we set up for the ultrasound, Chantel’s boyfriend came out. He shouted, “She is not going to do it! She’s not going to do it!” He went back inside and a few minutes later all three came back out still holding onto our literature. They got into their car, but before they drove away I was able to thank Chantel for listening to God. She was crying, but thankful.

            After getting Amber’s general information we scanned her tummy. Her ultrasound was inconclusive, but she shared with us how grateful she was to our ministry. “It’s a good thing what you are doing to help women.” The clinic told her we were bad people who would yell and scream and not help her. We went over follow-up with her regular doctor.  

            The baby body parts hazardous waste truck “Stericycle” pulled up and placed a large box in their truck and drove off towards St. Louis . “It’s God’s job to judge, the Holy Spirit’s to convict, and our job to love.” -Billy Graham

 

Wednesday- 7      MO, IL    1 pro-lifer   Late-term follow-ups from the night before.

 

Thursday- 41      NB, SD, MI, FL, MO, IL      2 saves      4 pro-lifers   In the rain we stood in the gap for the least of these. More Black Americans were pouring inside as usual. We wonder why we are seeing so much violence in the Black community? When you sow violence in the womb, you will reap it in the streets.

            Sheri, her husband, and their little boy reluctantly went inside to kill the little boy’s sibling. It was obvious she was struggling with this decision as she was crying. Her husband came out a couple of times with the little boy. We prayed when our words failed.

            An hour later, all four came back out. Sheri told Daniel she couldn’t do it. She accepted our brochure for help. Her husband looked angry as he placed the little boy in the car. She told us she would call if she needed assistance.

            Another woman came back out. She didn’t go through with the abortion and accepted our literature for help, praise God!

            Two women walking from the hospital stopped and thanked us for being there. The younger woman said she has watched us over the years stand out here daily and admires our stamina. She also commented on how awful this killing place is as they do late-term abortions. She knows first-handedly because a friend of hers sought this wicked place out to kill her baby. “They won’t tell you over the phone how far along they will kill these babies. You have to make an appointment and they tell you inside. I couldn’t believe it. She was almost full term and they were going to do it.” She ended up keeping the baby, thank God. They promised to keep praying for us and drove away.

            The Florida couple came back out. They didn’t kill, got into their car, and drove off. They never came back during our watch.

 

Friday- 43      TN, MO, IL      4 saves  3 ultrasounds    7 pro-lifers   God was answering prayer and blessing our efforts with much fruit this day. We rejoiced with the opportunity to show three mothers the precious life growing in their wombs. Unfortunately, we ran out of power and had to run the fourth save over to our staff obstetrician who was extremely busy with his regular patients, but made the time to see this distressed mother who was being forced inside the deathcamp to kill.

            Angel was leaving the abortion mill as she was walking to her car. The Lord told me what to say. She looked up and had a strange expression. She was needing a touch from the Lord this day. We offered to show her a picture. She looked at the driver and pleaded with him; she wanted to see a picture. I directed them to our van which is forced to park on a lowly side street. I sensed the desperation and hastened her inside. I had no idea what we were in store for…BAM! Her friend chose to stay outside and smoke.

            I immediately placed the scanner on her protruding tummy. He came up right away. I measured. She looked over. I pointed and said, “There’s your baby.” She looked over and said, “Oh Lord, I can’t do this now. It’s moving. Is that its hand? Oh, Lord Jesus help me,” she cried. I knew she knew the Lord at this point. “Your baby is auditioning for its life right now.” She then tearfully unfolded this unfortunate situation. I peered over at the deathcamp and the butcherettes were standing on the curb smoking and watching as if they were lying in wait. “Vultures,” I thought.

            A women’s shelter was coercing Angel to get rid of her 5^th child. She already had three girls and one boy living in a domestic violence shelter. She was married, but the father of the children was abusive. “I can’t come back with this baby or I will get kicked out.” “They can’t do that. We will try and help you with housing. How about family?” She got my ire going when she told me her father was a bishop in the church. He along with her mother was encouraging her to have the abortion. Later we found out the father told her not to come back unless she got her abortion.

            Even the abortion mill was angry with Angel; they were pressuring her. They sensed her maternal instincts kicking in when she asked to see the ultrasound. They refused to show her and when she asked the sex, they replied it was against the law to tell her. I was livid. “You know why Angel? Because if you saw this precious baby or knew the sex you would change your mind on the abortion.”

            Angel then told us how she almost aborted her fourth baby, a darling little girl. Tears rolled down her face. “That baby girl is so precious to me. She is a momma’s baby. I can’t imagine life without her.” I grabbed her hand and said, “Angel, then why would you let the devil talk you into killing this precious one?” “I just don’t know how I’m gonna do it,” she said. “You alone are not gonna do it, but if the Lord be for you, who would come against you? Angel, you know God has an awesome plan for this baby and the ones at home. With a little help and guidance you can get through this. It’s not going to be easy, but anything in life worth having isn’t easy.”           Angel asked if we knew what she was having. “It appears to be a boy.” She almost jumped off the seat. “Oh Lord!” she exclaimed. She looked over and watched her son suck his thumb. She told me through tears of relief that the abortion mill would not let her leave unless she made another appointment to begin the late-term abortion. “It’s scheduled for this Tuesday and they wanted $1500.00 more dollars.” I still felt the uncertainty. I asked Angel if the abortion mill explained how they would kill her son. She said, “No.” I then showed her the graphic step-by-step illustration of a D & E abortion. “It is very painful as he gets no pain medication and it’s very dangerous.” She was horrified. “They ain’t doin’ that to my baby.”

            Just then, we were getting low on power to finish the ultrasound. I summoned Daniel and relayed the situation and that we needed further assistance and confirmation. He made the phone calls and after we prayed and exchanged contact information, we walked Angel and her friend over to the doctor’s office for further evaluation. They thanked us and were very grateful. “Remember Angel, the devil is hard after innocent blood. That’s what keeps his bloodline going here on earth.” Daniel would stay behind and get them in the office.

 

Saturday- 35      MS, GA, CO, MO, IL      2 saves     6 pro-lifers   Springfield Right to Life

            The “justified morons” showed up to scream the babies inside and irritate mothers, not win them with the love of Christ. It was a great day if you love to see such a spectacle. What was even worse was to see yet another baby killer inside the deathcamp with personalized “Choose Life” plates, this time from Mississippi .

            Mostly Black Americans were being led to their slaughter, but a few teens and a trio of lesbians from Missouri brought a friend to kill her baby. What was so disgusting wasn’t the open mouth kissing they perform on each other in full view, but the scream team hell, fire, and damnation that was coming from the phony pastor’s mouth. It was just egging them on to behave shockingly to their audience. How God’s heart must grieve to see such foolishness.

            We moved our witnessing team over to the alley where we sought out the leader of this trio. I apologized for the detrimental screaming and distinguished ourselves from those who want to destroy in Jesus’ name. I put my hand out and introduced myself. Soon, her friends flocked over. I explained our mission outside these gates of hell and our purpose to minister to the abortion bound mothers, the lost, and those in need. She graciously listened and began softening up enough to explain why she was there. Her friend was in trouble and in a bad relationship. They felt this was their only recourse. But she didn’t understand why they were being attacked. We explained how our mission is to rescue babies and their mothers, sometimes families, then we can introduce them to the Gospel, not scream it at them. “I don’t think Jesus did that to the adulterous woman at the well when He confronted her in her sin.” They accepted our literature and thanked us for the way we witnessed to them. Proverbs 15:1 “A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.”

            A couple from Missouri walked back out and to their truck. They thanked us, but refused any literature. They never returned during our watch.

            It was a draining week, but some hearts were touched and lives were rescued and saved. Someday the scales of justice will be perfectly balanced.

“Though sin seems to triumph and wrong conquers right,

Though lies can put justice to flight,

God’s truth is eternal, His word shows His might,

And He will bring justice to light.” ~Gustafson

 

Approx. 166 babies killed. 10 babies saved. Approx. 22 pro-lifers cared enough to show up throughout the week’s massacre. 2762 saves since January 2000 and 26 babies have been adopted through Small Victories!

 

Thank you to all those who have answered the call and contributed to our new ultrasound van fund. We are getting closer to our goal, but still need your financial help.

 

James 4:2 “You have not because you ask not.”

            Congratulations to those who received the 2 million dollar makeover for rescuing stray dogs and cats recently in St. Louis ... A handful of people came together and millions of dollars were raised and won to rescue stray animals.  Wouldn’t it be great if a handful of Christians came together to get a new ultrasound van to rescue babies? Their lives are as meaningful and precious as those little animals.

            It’s amazing the value we place on animals versus human babies. Don’t get me wrong, we love animals. We have quite the menagerie at our house. With current gas prices it is amazing that God has seen us through to rescue babies five days a week. Let’s face it, we are on borrowed time. We cannot continue to drive this 21 year old van and keep praying nothing goes out or falls off. We are literally standing at hell’s gates and providing a service to rescue little ones from the belly of the beast that are scheduled to die that day. Diapers and baby supplies are always needed, but you cannot put diapers in the gas tank or make the necessary repairs to the van with baby supplies.

            Our ministry that the Lord has called us to has pioneered and blazed the trail for the current epidemic of ultrasound ministries outside abortion mills since its inception in 1999. That’s a good thing. Really, it’s a compliment. Why have ultrasound units sitting cold inside closed pregnancy centers when they can be helping abortion bound women walking inside the abortion mills to see the life within their womb? It only makes sense. You have to save the baby first, before you can hand out diapers.

            This is a vital ministry; it has saved many lives. We are not asking you to get out of a warm bed and stand with us in the cold of winter or the heat of summer. We will do that for you. “How does God’s love abide in anyone who has the world’s goods and sees a brother or sister in need and yet refuses help?” 1 John 3:17 We are asking you to support us in our need and help us achieve the much needed van to transport our ultrasound ministry in every day the killing fields exist. Romans 5:5 Offering real hope, and hope does not disappoint us because God has poured out His love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit whom He has given us.”