Sidewalk Counseling Made My Relationship With Jesus Stronger


Meet Cities4Life Volunteer Tabitha Landy

My decision to become a sidewalk counselor started off as a girl who was just searching for the truth. Before stepping on the sidewalk, I had no clue what an abortion was. I just heard that it hurt babies and I wanted to save them.  As a little girl, I followed my mom as she temporarily opened her home for childcare services. She has two adopted siblings (my aunt and uncle). Then, when I turned 15, I got my first official job that lead me to become a Summer Camp Counselor, assisting kids who were elementary school-aged to middle school-aged from various backgrounds including kids with autism, separated parents, foster kids, etc. It was not an easy job. Each child had different circumstances, but I loved working with each and every one of them because, at the end of the day, they would always teach me something new and make me a better person. 

There was something healing about seeing the smiles, sharing experiences, hearing the laughter, and receiving a tearful good-bye hug from a child. In my area, being pregnant as a teen was common and our community is small so everyone knew each other. I knew three unique teen moms I went to school with who had kids. The first mom I knew from elementary school conceived her first child at 14 years old and was on her second child by high school. Another girl I knew had a miscarriage her first time, but conceived a 2nd time. One other mom, I knew who I went to school with was graduated from community college. 

The first time I heard the word ‘abortion’ was when a classmate I knew posted on Facebook about hers. Although I did not know what that meant at the time, I figured it was not a good thing. Little did I know I would give up sports, lose friends, leave the identity and reputation I once held, deny myself (spiritually), and stand up against abortion.  Ultimately, my relationship with Jesus is what lead me to the sidewalk. 

From my junior year of high school to my freshman year of college, I went through my darkest stages. I was a spiritually hopeless, dead girl walking with a backslidden heart, far different from the little girl who was baptized at 9 years old. I was broken and lost. Finally, after sitting in my college dorm room the night of October 28th, 2018, wondering what I was going to do with my life, I started to pray. First and foremost, I asked for forgiveness for abandoning my First Love (Jesus). Then, I asked for truth and direction. I was ready to listen and obey and was on a mission to seek the kingdom of God. 

As I continued to pray, fast, and read my bible, the Lord lead me to a new childcare position and through that job, I met a co-worker who volunteered for Love Life. She shared the website with me and told me they also offer the opportunity to stand in front of the abortion clinic. All of a sudden, I remembered what I asked God in my prayers for months: “What is the truth and what can I do for your kingdom?” I suddenly had an urge to see what this ministry was about so I connected with Love Life and told them I was interested in standing in front of the clinic. One week later, I was there, standing with Cities4Life, watching the moms go in and I was absolutely crushed. I saw that a lot of women looked my age and memories rushed back of the children I had counseled and the women I knew from school. Just to know these babies wouldn’t have a chance or experience life broke my heart. 

The only thing I could think of at the time was, “If only they knew the plans God has for them and their child if they put their trust in Him. If only they knew the sincerity of the people out here, willing to help.” Immediately I felt convicted and knew this is where I was called to be. I immersed myself in research, took classes at my University, went through academic articles, read numerous stories, and studied each argument. Not only has standing with Cities4Life allowed me a chance to reach out to women but also transformed my whole spiritual walk. 

I went deep into the word of God and connected with members who lead me to a local church (since I stayed at my dorm). My relationship with Jesus was restored (stronger than it was before) and I was baptized with the Holy Spirit.  No longer was I the lost girl walking a dead path, but now Jesus had revived me, being equipped by God to be one of His warriors. 

What drives me every week is fighting for justice for God’s kingdom and seeing the confused look on the security guards’ and escort’s faces when they observe a young, black woman who could be doing anything else, standing on the sidewalk. You are never too young or old or ‘unqualified’  to defend the unborn and no one can convince me otherwise to keep me from the reality of what is really happening.

Vicky Kaseorg

About Vicky Kaseorg

Vicky Kaseorg is a sidewalk counselor and Volunteer Coordinator with Cities4Life. An author of over 25 books, she is ardently pro-life and deeply desires to share the hope and truth of the Lord Jesus Christ through her work, writing, and life. Read her personal blog at

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