It was a hot day, spits of rain making our volunteers scurry for umbrellas. Thus far, we’d had few interactions with the women intent on abortion. That is not to say we were discouraged. Most of us have been out there for years and know that God has the victory when we just show up.
We were there.
Sweaty, bedraggled by rain, but there.
Every woman who entered the abortion center heard our gentle pleas to trust God, not changeable circumstances or feelings. Every woman had heard the truth about her baby’s development. They all heard God’s beautiful design, plan, and love for each precious one now in imminent danger. Every woman had been offered help and resources. We knew we had done all we could do. Now it was up to that woman and God to alter the day’s outcome.
Encouragement came from an unlikely source
A van pulled over for one of our counselors. There were several smiling children in the car. The mother of the happy brood rolled down her window and shared an amazing story. Eight years ago, she had come down this road with a very different agenda. She had been headed to the abortion clinic to kill her baby. She didn’t want to do it. Every fiber of her being as a woman and a believer in God screamed against what she was there to do.
But she tearfully admitted to the Cities4Life counselor she stopped to talk with eight years ago that she had no choice but to kill her baby. She had several other children. She alleged that she had just been to Youth and Family Services for help. They claimed they told her that unless she aborted her baby, they would seize custody of her children from her.
The Cities4Life counselor assured her they could not do that. She offered bountiful resources and help. Gratefully, Patricia chose life. Now, she pulled over with her happy van of children to thank us. She also to encouraged us not to stop doing what we are doing. Just think, if the sidewalk counselor she encountered 8 years ago didn’t take that step of faith and just show up. Her precious 8-year-old son may not be here today.
“You Helped Me So Much Now I want to Help”
“You helped me so much,” she said. In fact, she had been driving on Latrobe Drive to show her children the place of death…what she had almost succumbed to. She told them about these people who rescued her, these people standing in the rain on the sidewalk in front of the abortion center. She introduced the eight-year-old boy who is alive today because Cities4Life volunteers were there on the sidewalk that terrible day.
“And now, I want to bring these children and volunteer with you,” she said. “I want to tell the women not to believe the lies and that they should not destroy their blessing!”
I gave her our volunteer information after asking if I could take her picture and share her story. This precious momma said she would very much like me to do so. She was very angry with Youth and Family Services and asked if I would share what they had done to her as well.
She drove away. About half an hour later, she reappeared with a man in the passenger’s seat. She introduced him, the 8-year-old’s father. His eyes were bright with a sheen of tears as he clutched my hand smiling broadly, and said, “Thank you, all of you. Thank you for saving my baby.”
Sometimes God graciously allows us to see the fruits of our labors. Our Cities4Life volunteers have been trained and equipped to be a voice for the voiceless that’s one of the reasons they are so effective. Of course, ultimately it is the Lord that changes hearts but He has given us a charge to make ourselves vessels for His use.
God can use you in stories like this. Maybe you can’t be on the sidewalks but you can support a sidewalk team in prayer or even financially. Please consider becoming a Champion4Life by giving monthly. $25, $35, $75, or whatever the Lord puts on your heart would go along way in saving lives and bringing the Gospel to these very dark places.