Sad, Angry Father of Aborted Babies

It was ninety-five or over out on the hot sidewalk.  Although a girl or two had changed her mind about an abortion, many more had walked past–laughing, snearing, or resigned.  A man drove up with a cold drink and said he just wanted to tell us he appreciated what we were trying to do.

He wanted to tell his story.   He had recently been divorced from his wife of twelve years.  He received custody of their only child–a nine year old daughter.  After his wife suffered “miscarriages” he decided to have a vasectomy.  Now she tells him that at least two of those were abortions. 

He was weeping as he told the story, broken-hearted at the losses he had suffered.  We prayed with him, counseled him, but where were his choices, his rights?

A Thankful Woman

It was 97 degrees outside yesterday.  After three hours, it was hard to stay put until the girls come out from the clinic.  I sang, I read God’s Word, finally I sat down on the curb under a tree for a few.  Then the girls started coming out.  The clinic usually opens at 10 on Mondays.  This day, the girls were made to wait outside until 10:30.  The doctor doesn’t enter the building until 12:30, and then the girls start coming out in the next 30 minutes, all fifteen at short intervals.  Not much counseling going on inside.

Anyway, a couple had gone in earlier, and when I talked to the young man by himself he wanted to have the child and took the material, but didn’t think she would listen.  When they came out 2-3 hours later, I approached them again, and the young lady told me very sweetly and tearfully that she appreciated what I did.  

There is hope.  There is a blessing in our work of love and truth.

All in a Day’s Work

Three boys drive past on their bicycles.  They are about to cross the street.  I ask if they are enjoying their summer, and ask them to be careful crossing the busy street.   They very respectfully answered that they were going to get off and walk.

But they were very interested in the Pro-Life posters and asked about them.  I asked their ages.  They were 9 through 14.  They looked for the longest, and said, “It’s just not right!”    Out of the mouth of babes…

Mississippi Governor Signs Law Banning Abortion Funding Under Federal Health Plan

Gov. Haley Barbour has signed a new state law that bans public funding for most abortions under health exchanges that could be created under a federal health care overhaul.

The new state law took effect when Barbour signed it Monday. When legislators passed the bill last month, opponents said it was a way to pander to conservatives because Mississippi has had a law since 2002 banning any federal, state or local tax dollars from being used for abortion.

 The bill’s supporters said they want Mississippi to specify that no public money could pay for abortions once all provisions of a federal health overhaul are set to become law by 2014. Barbour is suing to try to block the federal overhaul

Adoption, anyone?

Had a lady who wants to adopt a baby come out.  She has her own business, is over thirty-five and hasn’t been able to have a child.  She brought her business cards out to the sidewalk and offered to adopt the babies, if the girls would give her a chance.    Many took the cards, but it’s risky.  It is a difficult choice.  It takes courage to the endure the pregnancy and have people realize they gave their baby away.  It’s less complicated to sneak over to the clinic and dispose of the baby.  Sad, but true.

A Thankful Mom From Memphis

From Bob:

Yesterday, while at Memphis Planned Parenthood, a lady stopped her car and walked up to the five of us that were there–none of our signs depicted abortion.  She related that seven years ago in California she drove past a display of real photos and her little son asked “Mommy what happened to that baby?”  She stopped and talked to those holding the signs and became aware of the realities of abortion.  She then told us that she had later become pregnant as a result of date rape and, armed with her knowledge of what abortion really is, found the strength to give life to her baby and release him for adoption.  She was grateful for learning the truth, which helped her make a decision she does not regret.

Abortion Clinic – Sad Day!

While in front of the abortion clinic where 10 babies died today, a young couple came out. She was hiding her face behind a billfold. To our mutual horror, I’ve known her since her tween years. She had become pregnant during her school years, carried the child, and her family and the church stood with her. She later married the handsome football player. He was with her today. But apparently they had yet another unplanned pregnancy. I know the prospective grandparents and great-grandparents. Do they know? I doubt it. This young couple will be so uneasy fearing their dark, dirty secret will be told, though it will not. It will be safe with me, but can they hide it from themselves? This need not have happened. What a waste.
I know the owner of a hair salon who cannot have a baby and longs to adopt. She can’t have this precious baby. No, nor many others like this one. Rather than this young married woman giving the gift of life to another, she would rather end it’s life and rob the childless woman and the world of a talented, beautiful child. One of a kind. Unique.

I wanted to be sick. For us all.

Everything we do is in love

We have many choices in life. Many women don’t want to do this, they just don’t feel they have an alternative. We offer hope and a way out of their dilemna–assistance, adoption, for instance.
When a women makes the abortion “choice”, it may be better for her personally NOT to realize what she has done, and NOT take responsibilitly for it. But the facts remain, an innocent life has been taken, many times because we don’t want a change in our lifestyle or comfort level.
Also, what about the choice of the father? If my pregnant daughter-in-law wanted to go and get an abortion, my son would have no right to save his own child? What about his choice?

Stop Women on the Way to Abortion?

I started out by asking if I could give them information. If they declined, I stated surely they wanted to make an informed decision in this matter–to learn both sides of the issue. That was the least we could do before we stopped a beating heart. A few more would take the info.

Yesterday on the Sidewalk

Sometimes people just don’t know that they’ve signed up to go to an abortion clinic. Afterall, it’s named Women’s Health Organization. Tricky, huh?

I was on the sidewalk yesterday trying to reach out to around 15 girls coming in for counseling. One of those decided they were keeping their baby!

The girls start coming from all over the state about 9:30, the abortion doctor only comes to the clinic at 11:30 or 12:00, reads them the minimum, required material, signs the paperwork. He has worked about one hour that day.  Staff does testing, info, scheduling of abortions.

Anyway, I saw a lady in her seventies crossing the street carrying a big box. I was concerned about her wobbly steps, and addressed her. I was going to offer her a ride, but she only lived a few blocks away and I was by myself in front of the clinic.

She stated she was against abortion, a firm Christian. She stated she had one much earlier in life–she just didn’t know better. She didn’t know what she could do, but witnessed the girls deflecting my requests to help them.

Her silence all these years of her pain, deceit, and confusion was sad. She could have used her story to change a young women’s decision instead of holding the deadly secret close.

That’s what she could have done to make a difference.