Saturday, June 1, 2019

A Day I Will Never Forget!

Sunday, May 31, 2009, is a day I will always remember as if it were just yesterday, even though it has been ten years!

I was spending the weekend out at the ranch of dear friends of mine, getting refreshed, rest, enjoying fellowship, and loving the wide open space of the prairie in the beautiful Flint Hills of Kansas.

While sitting around the table with my friends singing songs, laughing and talking, Martha walked up the stairs and into the kitchen with shock on her face, and said these words.....

"Tiller's been shot, he is dead!"

We all just sat there and couldn't say a word; and looking back now, I think we were all in shock at the news.

It was Sunday, and a little after noon, Tiller had been shot in his church....Reformation Lutheran Church, an apostate church which I, and many others had stood outside of on several occasions, warning congregants that there was a killer in their midst.  

We would plead with each person walking into that church to exhort late term abortionist George Tiller to stop killing the babies, but, they continued to welcome this man who made his money off of the slaughter of innocent babies into their apostate church.

As we sat there, staring at each other, the news of his death sunk in, and for me, all I could think about was the first time I had ever been to Tiller's abortuary in 1991 for the 'Summer of Mercy', and then moving to Wichita in 2000, and for the next ten years, ministering in front of that wicked place of death.

Every Tuesday morning at 6:30 am we would be there as women would pour in from different states around the nation, and abroad for their late term abortions (up to the moment of delivery).

We would plead with them, beg them to not let harm come to their child.  Many babies were saved, but many died horrible deaths.

Their little bodies then thrown into Tiller's adult sized crematorium, burned, and their ashes and pieces of their little bodies would come billowing out of the smoke stack on top of his building.

Week after week, year after year, the ashes of these children would land on us, and into the streams, rivers, and prairies, polluting the land with the blood of the innocent.

And as I sat there in shock, I couldn't believe that this had happened.

We had prayed that Tiller would repent, that he would fall to the ground and give his heart to Christ.  We prayed and prayed and prayed that God would save him.

But we also prayed that God would stop the shedding of innocent blood on Kellogg and Bleckley, whatever it took!!!  We pleaded with the Lord to stop the killing.

And Tiller was now dead after killing babies for over 30 years....Lord only knows how many lives were killed by his hands.

The picture that kept coming into my head was of Tiller pulling into the driveway of the abortuary to do his killing, staring at us as he drove slowly in, pointing his finger at us....every single time.  

I also thought of the time my good friend Troy Newman went up to Tiller's car, got down on his knees and pleaded with Tiller to repent, and surrender his heart to Christ with tears rolling down his cheeks....but Tiller rejected these pleas.

For the next four years, Tiller's abortuary remained vacant, and for sale.  

During these four years, I, along with others, prayed that the churches in Wichita would rise up and buy the property, and tear that place of Molech down!

The following year in 2010, I moved to Orlando, and jumped into the battle here, but my heart never left was undone.

I continued to pray that the church would arise, I pleaded with the Lord that the churches of Wichita would buy that building, but they didn't, and the enemy got possession of it once again.

The opportunity God gave the church to rid the city completely of that bloodshed was ignored, and the killing began again!

It is now the Southwind abortuary, and although they aren't committing late term abortions, they are killing innocent little baby boys and girls, and that place could have been gone!

It is a spiritual cancer, and the land is polluted with the blood of the innocent in Kansas.

The once red state is now blue, as of this last election.

The blood of the children cry out for justice, and I pray that many will once again rise up in Wichita and work hard for the killing to completely stop there.

Yes, May 31, 2009 is a date I shall never forget.

I also will never forget the battle that was fought so valiantly by so many  for the little baby boys
and girls violently killed at that horrible killing center, all of those years!

Lord, please renew hearts in Wichita, please raise your church up to complete the work that once was started.  

Send fresh fire Lord, and please stop the killing in the Sunflower state, in Jesus name.

"But let justice roll down like a river, and righteousness like a mighty stream."  Amos 5:24

Friday, January 25, 2019

There is No Victory in the state of New York!

With the advent of New York's governor and his cohorts gleefully and joyfully inviting the
In celebration of this evil, Cuomo lights the World Trade Center in pink!
gruesome and inhumane act of late term abortions into their state, I was brought back to the years I ministered in front of the infamous George Tiller's late term abortuary in Wichita.

With that, my mind went back to that time and quickly I remembered the ashes billowing out of the smoke stack which sat on top of Tiller's abortuary for all to see....

The cloud of ashes looming over us, and spreading throughout Wichita...

The smell of human flesh permeating down the street, so strong that we felt as if we were standing in front of the concentration camps in Germany.....

The tiny pieces of babies who had been slaughtered by a man who was honored by so many, landing on our feet....

Wiping off our windshields when leaving because they were so heavily laden and covered with the ashes of the little babes who were completely innocent, but died horrendous deaths.

Looking down on the snow, and seeing the ashes and little bits of 

the children who had been ripped apart in the name of choice...

Watching every Tuesday morning women coming from all across the nation, and abroad, for their late term abortions...up to the moment of delivery, some so large they needed help getting out of their vehicle....

And watching funeral hearses taking out some of the dead babies who weren't thrown into the incinerator,  to funeral homes.  Of course, those who came to see and pay respect, would have no clue that the child in this funeral home had been killed by order and decree of the parents, and had not died a natural death.

Yes, these were the thoughts that went through my mind, as I looked at pictures of the governor and

all around him, including Sarah Weddington,the attorney who represented 'Jane Roe' (Norma McCorvey) in the infamous Roe v Wade opinion which is now responsible for the deaths of over 60 million children....all smiling with glee over this mandate that swipes away any protection whatsoever for human beings in the womb for the entire duration.

This is the deepest level of evil, genocide, taking place right in front of our eyes, right in our midst; and the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob shall not be mocked!

But, do not think that New York is alone in allowing late term abortions, as New Mexico took over the later term abortion business from George Tiller after he died.  

His cohorts in these crimes against humanity just packed up, and moved down to Albuquerque, and set up shop, and have had quite the hefty and gruesome late term abortion business! 

And of course abortionist Leroy Carhart who came down once a month from Nebraska to kill babies for Tiller,couldn't miss out, or stop his mass killing spree, so he set up his late term killing center in Bethesda, MD.

But I pray that the outrage over the celebration of late term abortions in New York, will awaken a sleeping church, and the body of Christ will rise up and begin to defend the youngest and smallest in our land.

We can no longer live our lives pretending everything is fine, while the blood of the children seeps into our rivers, streams and sewage systems.

We can not be at peace knowing that our landfills are filled with the remains of innocent little children!

There is no peace with child sacrifice!

Yes, we all need to be outraged over this blatant joy and glee of killing full term babies in the womb ....but all life is precious, from the moment of conception, and we have got to start treating abortion as the civil rights issue of today.

We must demand that the unborn have their personhood restored and established, and that these young ones are recognized as persons with NO exceptions for women to kill their offspring!!!

The time is now....for such a time as this!

Pastors, rise up, speak out against this genocide taking place right in our midst!  Lead your churches out to the abortuaries and have church right in front of these places of death!  

Pastor Ken Peters in Seattle, Washington is doing this very thing, and it is growing!

This is a gospel issue... 

We must love our neighbors as ourselves... 

We must speak up for those who have no voice....

We must rescue those unjustly sentenced to death....

We must do everything we can to see this abomination of abortion end, in Jesus name!  Protecting all little ones in the womb, no matter what size, or how old...they must be protected and have the same rights that you and I have...the rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness!

We must settle for nothing less!  We can not compromise on the lives of the innocent children in the womb any longer!

"Who will rise up for me against the evil doers? or who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?” Psalm 94:16
Listen to the end where a woman prophetically says, "The Lord God Almighty have mercy on the state of New York!

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

I have to pay my electric bill, I have to have this abortion!

I'm always hearing the rhetoric from those who defend abortion spouting out that late term abortions don't exist...

Well....they should have been at the Planned Parenthood Orlando abortuary yesterday to witness an abortion bound young woman who had a scheduled appointment at this place of death who proclaims to perform abortions up to 22.5 weeks.

While ministering, we noticed a car park across the street, which is unusual as PP has a large parking
lot.  But than we noticed what appeared to be a mom and possibly a daughter get out of the vehicle who was visibly pregnant.

Amber, one of the sidewalk counselors, happened to be heading across the street, noticed that they were there, and began speaking with both of them, but after a few minutes, they began walking across the street with Amber trying to convince them not to 'go there.'

I went down to try to speak with them as they came across the street, and went right up to the young woman who looked to be in her third trimester, and asked, "Would you like some help, can we take you somewhere for real help?  You don't want to do this!"

She looked at me with absolute confusion, and fear in her eyes, and said right away, "Yes."

I then looked at her mother and asked if she could follow me, and she agreed.

I then walked back across the street with them, and we all got in our cars and they followed me to the pregnancy center.

When we arrived and approached the front desk at the center, the receptionist recognized the young lady, and said, "you are a client here aren't you?"  She then acknowledged yes that she was.

She was taken back into a beautiful counseling room, and thankfully I was able to go along with her.

The counselor lovingly spoke the truth with her for quite awhile, showing her videos of later term abortions, and showed her a fetal model of what her baby looks like, and let her hold it.

When asked what happened, (she had recently seen an ultrasound of her baby, clearly showing the arms legs, head and heartbeat), and why she was now thinking about this abortion, she responded, "I have to pay the electric bill."

She also shared that she was fearful, but the counselor reassured her that she is not alone, and there are many people to help her.  She also looked at her and said, "if you have the money for this abortion, you have money to pay your electric bill,"....she agreed, and you could see that she realized how foolish and wrong this was.

Later when looking at how far along the baby was, the counselor noticed that the baby is due in December....this child is 7 months along in her womb, and she was willing to go to Planned Parenthood because of an electric bill, and they were more than willing to kill this child.

After speaking with her, she realized that she would not, and could not kill her child!

This innocent little babe survived a horrendous and painful death yesterday!

The legal limit for abortions in Florida are 24 weeks...PP was willing to violate that law, but no surprise at all, because the abortion industry is all about money.

I am so thankful that we were there yesterday to help intervene on behalf of this baby, and so thankful for the pregnancy center we took her to, they were and are fantastic!

How beautiful are the hands and feet of Jesus!

So, the next time you hear someone spout off that late term abortions don't happen...yes, they do happen, and if not by the grace of the Lord God Almighty, this little one would have been sacrificed on the altar of choice yesterday!  Thank you Lord, to you be the Glory!  Hallejuah!

Thursday, April 5, 2018

A Hero & My friend Ed Martin Was Laid to Rest Today !

Every once in a while, there comes forth a person into one's life that has a direct and powerful impact,
Ed, helping to lead our 2012 Roe v Wade Memorial
and Ed Martin was one of those person's in my life.

I was living in Overtown, the inner city of Miami, at the time, ministering to Haitian children and their parents, and I loved it!

What an exciting time in my life it was, as I absolutely loved having the opportunity to pour out into these young ones lives, and let them know that Jesus loved them, and that HE had a plan for their lives!!

One evening during our prayer time, Brian, who was also in the ministry, shared how he had heard of a woman who was in solitary confinement in the Broward Correctional Institution, and began to explain why she was imprisoned.

Joan, as he went on, had entered an abortion facility in Pensacola, and chained herself to a suction machine to stop abortions that day, and to save innocent lives from death, hence, the reason for her imprisonment.

Brian also told us that there was a rally scheduled in Tallahassee to petition then Governor Martinez to pardon Joan Andrews, and that some of us should go and be apart of this effort.

I remained silent while he shared this news, as I had a dirty little secret that no one in the ministry knew about, and that was that I had had multiple abortions before becoming a Christian on June 29th of 1986.

I had a radical born again experience, a Damascus road transformation, I truly had become a new creation, everything was new.  I was delivered of drugs, drinking...everything;  but the one thing that I could not understand in this beautiful salvation, was how God could forgive me for the five children I had killed by abortion, so this remained my secret.

But, now my ministry partners were going to a rally to ask the governor to pardon a woman who through her sacrifice, saved babies that day from abortion!

Those feelings of shame, guilt, regret, and sheer sickness over the thought of what I had done to those children were like the weight that is talked about in Pilgrim's Progress of the load Christopher carried.

So, fellow ministry partners Brian and Rob went up to the rally in Tallahassee, and through the efforts of all who went, Governor Martinez did pardon Joan!

When they arrived back home, they were ecstatic, and overjoyed that they were able to be there and be a part of this tremendous move of God.  At the same time, they were broken, as their eyes had been opened to the horrors of abortion.

As we all sat around the table that evening, they shared their experience at the rally, and how they had met the most amazing, and humble man, the one who had organized the Tallahassee rally to set Joan Andrews free....Pastor Ed Martin. 

Ed had poured out his heart to Brian and Rob about the plight of the unborn, and that millions had
already lost their little lives. The fire that resonated in Ed's heart for the injustice against these ones, began to burn in their hearts as well!

I remember Brian said, "If we care so much about our kids here that are alive, we have to care about the children in the womb."

It was like a knife that went through my heart, and I felt as if God was telling me to confess my abortions to them, but I was so afraid.

Brian shared more about the innocent babies, and I felt the nudging of God more, but I kept resisting, until....I could not keep my secret hidden any more....I blurted out......"I've had five abortions!

I thought for sure they would throw me out of the ministry, that I was dirty, a murderer, and would have no part ministering to the children I loved so much.

But, my fears were subsided as each one around the table stood up and surrounded me, they laid hands on me and prayed for me.  Tears poured out of me, the weight I had carried began to fall off as I repented of this sin of murder.  I cried out to the Lord to forgive me, and HE heard my cry.  He washed me white as snow!

It was HIS kindness that led me to repentance, and the chains fell off of me, and I was free!

Ed at the OSA National Event in Louisville!
I will forever be grateful to my friends in Miami, for in the inner city with rats, roaches, and gunfire, is where I found freedom.  Through Ed Martin's dedication and faithfulness, He used him to help set me free!

After that, our ministry became involved in rescuing innocent children from death at the very gates of hell...the front door of the abortuaries!

Ed Martin, along with Don Treshman were the founders of Rescue America, and we became very involved and close with Ed, rescuing alongside of  him at many rescues they organized.

We saw many children saved, and there were many things that happened.

One of the rescues that Ed organized, that will forever be etched in my mind, began in Orlando.  It was to be a three day gathering of rallies and rescues.  To our surprise, and a pleasant one at that, all the mills in Orlando announced that they would be closed for the weekend while Rescue America was in town!

Another strategy arose, and at 2:00am, we all piled in Christian in Action buses, and headed for  St. Petersburg where no one over there was expecting us!

What a time of worship, prayer and fellowship on the ride over, one I will never forget.

When we arrived at the mill, we all piled out of the buses, sat down in front of the doors, front and back, and began worshiping the Lord and praying.

The workers of this place of death finally arrived and were completely shocked, and of course called the police.

When they arrived, they gave the usual warnings for us to leave, and after the third time, they began arresting us.

During this time, one woman in scrubs, walked up to the front and began beating on the rescuers to let her in.  She became so violent, that the police had to pull her away.

Eighty-nine Christians were arrested that day for trying to save innocent lives from a horrible death, and were later released that day with a pending court trial.

Most of the rescuers worked out a plea deal with fines and probation, while ten of us went to trial.

Ed, was one of them, so was I.

We were not allowed to use the word abortion during the trial, or use the necessity defense, thus, we were found guilty and sentenced to six months in the St. Petersburg correctional institution.

When I first began my sentence, I was a bit fearful, but on the third day during a 'recess' time outside, a young woman/inmate came running toward me yelling, 'thank-you, thank-you, thank-you!"

I looked at her and said, "for what?'  She then began to tell me that last summer she had gone to get an abortion, but when she arrived, there were so many people surrounding the abortion clinic she went to that she could not get inside.

But, as she shared, gentle women surrounded her, offering help, which she received, and was then taken to a pregnancy center, where she was presented another way and instead of the death she had planned for her child, life was chosen for this gift of God!

She also shared with me that she had been a back-slidden Christian and rededicated her life back to Christ Jesus, and turned herself in for past crimes she had committed, hence, the reason she was locked up with me at the Pinellas County Jail!

She looked at me, and said, "because of you all, I have the baby boy I always wanted, and am following Jesus....thank you so much!

I knew I was where I was supposed to be!  And you can't imagine Ed's thankfulness to the Lord, and sheer joy, when I got the message to him, that this precious life had been saved on the day of the rescue, and that this young lady was following the Lord!

Our incarceration was worth it for the life of this child!  

I was also blessed to be incarcerated with a woman named Mindy Straughan (fellow rescuer), and we were able to minister to each other, and to the inmates, which was an awesome and wonderful experience.

Toward the end of our stay, a woman was put into the same pod with Mindy and I.  She was crying hysterically, and we began to comfort her.  She began to tell us that she was arrested for her third time drunk driving charge, and that her life was just one big mess.

Suddenly, she noticed all the cards that were set up on our desk, and noticed something 'pro-life'.  She looked at both of us, and yelled, "You, it was stopped me from going to work last summer!"  At that, she stormed out of the pod and went to the T.V. room.

At that moment, I remembered the woman who was pounding on those of us blocking the front door the day of the rescue, and realized that it was her!  I shared this with Mindy, and we knew automatically that this was a soverign act of God to place this woman in the very pod/cell with us!

Eventually, she had to come back to the pod she had been assigned, and for the next 18 days we loved on her, and shared Jesus with her.

Her job at the mill was the abortionist assistant, and she was the very person who put the babies back together again after each abortion, to make sure all parts were there, and that none were left inside the woman.

And this.....she shared, was why she drank.  Every night she would have horrible nightmares, of arms, legs, torsos, and heads of the little babies....over and over.  And she would try to drink herself into oblivion to drown out the cries, and the scenes of these body parts over and over...but to no avail.

But now she was stuck with us, and we were able to show her another way through Jesus.

We ministered to her up until the minute she left, and she did leave the abortion industry.  She left that jail a different person!  And we praised the Lord.....including Ed, who, Mindy and I communicated with throughout our stay!

I remember anthor time in Melbourne, FL, at one of the many efforts to save babies and shut that place of death down (Aware Woman), Ed had a jar with a little baby that had been killed by abortion with him.  He carried this little baby to show everyone that these little ones in the womb are persons, and should be protected, have the same rights as you and I and to not be brutally killed.

This little baby's face had been screaming, you could see was horrible, but I asked Ed if I could carry little Stevie, which I did.  I was able to show Stevie to a reporter that day who had been rabidly pro abortion until she saw the screams on his face.  We ended up speaking for a long time, and she changed her stance on abortion that day!

And this was why Ed carried this baby with him, to show the humanity of the unborn, that they were persons just like you and I, and must be protected....and in the meantime, we would rescue them from a brutal death!

Another time I remember, was when we were all heading out to Houston.  A group of us stayed by the ocean the night prior to the rescue.  Chet Gallagher, Joan Andrews, Ed, Bo Dally and several others of us were there, and what a sweet time of fellowship, one I will never forget...and a time we needed to prepare us for the day that would follow.

We were separated into two groups the following morning...the one I was with went to a high rise building.  We were then split up into many small groups, and each of us were to find the abortion mill inside this high rise!!!

So we all entered the building and began to look for this killing center.

Finally one of the teams found it, and entered into the office, sat down on the chairs and began to pray.  They then got up, went past the receptionist's office and down the hall toward the 'surgery' rooms, sat down and proceeded to lock themselves together with kryptonite locks.

When the receptionist saw this, she flew her papers into the air, and immediately picked up the phone, and could be heard speaking to the abortionist.

Meanwhile, Bo and I had the keys to the locks, and finally found our way to the abortuary where police were already there standing outside the doors.

They asked us who had the keys, and we informed them that they could have the keys if they gave us their word that this killing center would not kill any children that day or anymore!  Well, they didn't like that too much, so we left the building.

The fire trucks were called, and the jaws of life entered the building, which took a long time, and finally the rescuers came out, but, miraculously, none of them were arrested, and, the abortionist quit that day, and that mill never opened back up again!  Hallejuah!!!!

Because of Ed and Don's step in faith, in calling Christians to Houston on behalf of little baby boys and girls, this death camp shut down for good, lives were saved, and hearts were touched!  And I praise the Lord to this day!

Ed also is responsible for awakening the hearts of Christians in the Central Florida area to the horrors of abortion.

Even though Ed & Linda lived in Ocala, he would drive every week to Orlando to minister in front ofthe killing centers there.  Through his faithfulness, presence and love for the unborn he was able to show the body of Christ the absolute necessity of being in front of the abortion mills, speaking up for those who have no voice and rescuing those unjustly sentenced to death.

Judy Madsen Johnson and Patte Smith are two incredible women who heard the call from Ed, and became amazing warriors for the unborn among so many others.  Patte continues to this day pleading for the lives of the babes, and Judy, up until major health problems did as well, but continues to be a strong advocate and voice for the unborn, writing a book, "Stories from the Front Lines", depicting and telling stories of so many who have fought and continue to fight in this battle for life.

While traveling to Orlando to minister and awaken the hearts of the body of Christ to be that voice for the unborn, he faithfully ministered for years at the Ocala abortuary owned by the infamous James Pendergraft....which, thank the Lord shut down a few years ago!!!  Hallejuah!

Ed and Linda later moved to Jacksonville and God used them to awake the body of Christ to the brutality of abortion there as well, and now all the mills are covered on a continual basis as is Orlando.....because of his love for the babies, his love for Christ.....he cried for these babies, and people heard and now are there at these death camps speaking up for the babes!

At Remembrance w/ Judy Johnson, Ed, Father Frank,
Pastor Bill & me. 

The most recent visit of Ed & Linda to the central Florida area was for our National Day of Remembrance held at Pine Ridge Presbyterian Church where three very precious children are buried: Steve, Judy and Don (Dan) Martin.   

Years ago, when the bodies of these children were recovered by ChristyAnne (Collins) Dickson, no one would allow for their burial because they did not have a death certificate.

Understanding that these children needed a proper burial, Pastor Bill Colclasure allowed the babies tobe placed on church grounds, where people could visit and remember their tiny lives. 
For this National Day of Remembrance, with Ed & Linda with us, a memorial stone was donated in
honor of these babies as well as all the children who have died from abortion.  Ed gave a beautiful eulogy for these precious babes, one that many will carry with them always.
I'm so thankful that last summer at the OSA (Operation Save America) National Event, that I was able to stand on the street holding a sign with my good friend Ed & his wife Linda, pleading together for the lives of the babes....this will always be a precious memory to me.

Ed and many of us traveled many states together on behalf of the unborn, we've been to many rallies speaking up for these innocent babes, organizing events to awaken the hearts of God's people to this holocaust.  Many have come and gone, but Ed remained faithful, never giving up, and always being in front of the abortion mill, crying out to the mom's to save their baby!

After a rescue in D.C., early 90's,  w/Steve Litican,
Ed, Anne O'Brien, Ray O'Connor, Jo'Hara, Me,
Joan Andrews & Scott
There are so many other stories I could tell of how God used Ed in so many ways, but the thing that stands out to me, was his faithfulness, persistence, an over-flowing love for the unborn babies, a love for Jesus that shown everywhere he went, his love and devotion for his beautiful wife Linda who supported him with her whole heart throughout all these years.

There is much one can learn from Ed in this battle for life, and that was his unfailing love to see that the unborn are persons, that they are worth fighting for, that their rights must be restored, and must be saved from pending death.  

For Ed, taking his eyes off the babies was not an option...he was fighting for their rights, sacrificing his life for the unborn.

And that, for those who are new in this battle is something to take hold of!  Staying humble, after all
A precious time of fellowship after being on the streets in
Montgomery at the OSA national event.
the years he fought for the rights of the unborn...never seeking recognition, only doing what God had shown him to do.

What a legacy Ed leaves behind, and although I will miss him terribly, along with so many other people, too many to count....he is now in the arms of Jesus, and can see all the little ones whom God allowed him to rescue.

And for this broken woman, who had such a hard time understanding how God could forgive me....Ed had so much love for Jesus, and because of this love, he had so much compassion for post-abortive women like me.

I'll never forget the words Ed said to me at a Memorial to the unborn he had organized, with little white crosses everywhere.  I was sitting by a cross weeping hysterically, and he gently said..."Michele, God has forgiven you, your babies are with HIM, and HE has a plan for your life, God is going to use you.  Speak up for your babies, for all the babies that have died, and are slated to die.  Share your testimony, never stop!"

And this is what I continue to do! Thank you Ed, my dear friend for the love you extended to me, and everyone you were around.  And thank you Lord for using Ed in my life in such a tremendous way.

Well done good and faithful servant....well done....I will miss you!

"Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord."  I Corinthians 15:58

Wednesday, February 21, 2018

There is more protection for women to dismember, decapitate, disembowel or poison their babies in the womb, then protection for students going to school.

While ministering at the awhc abortuary a couple days after the horrific and tragic shooting at the Parkland High School in south Florida, my eyes were drawn to the security guard at this killing center.

Taking his job seriously, he makes sure to greet every car that pulls into the parking lot, speaking kindly to the abortion bound women and those accompanying them; walking them to the door, with his arm around each woman....assuring them that everything will be alright!

When the parking lot fills up, he sends them over to the neighborhood across the street, and has them park over there. 

He will then sometimes walk across the street so he can walk the women over, or meet them at the corner, put his arm around them, escorting them toward the building, so as to protect them from us!

Yes, he is very serious about his job, while he proudly displays his gun in his holster for all to see!

Which then made me think of the students at the Parkland High School, who had NO guard watching out over them; they in essence were sitting ducks, while the shooter had free access to this school, while NO ONE greeted, questioned or stopped one I.D. him.  

And he was even a security threat!  But no guard was there to stop him, NOTHING, NOBODY!

Which brought me back to the abortion mill I was ministering at, and the thought came to my mind....

There is more protection for women to dismember, decapitate, disembowel or poison their babies in the womb, then protection for students going to school.

How have we come to a place in our nation that we place the right of women to kill their own babies, over the protection of our young people going to school?

Since the shooting, the most ardent advocates of abortion have been spouting off things such as "we must stop the slaughter of our babies", while they are the ones who will defend the right of women to have their babies arms, legs and heads ripped off!  The sheer hypocrisy is sickening!

Until this nation ends the slaughter of the innocent in the womb, we will continue to see the slaughter of the innocent outside of the womb.

Instead of guards defending the right of women to hire someone to kill their babies, guards need to be at our schools watching over students, making sure crazed killers aren't allowed access, instead of free reign!

Friday, December 8, 2017

They Were All Just Laughing, the Employees Were laughing, and I Had To Leave!

There are those times where I just stand in awe of what God has done, and yesterday was one of those times!

My dear friend and fellow sidewalk counselor Anne and I were ministering at a very busy AWHC
abortuary, pleading with many abortion bound mommy's and those accompanying them.

Anne pleading with mommies!!!
There were many hard hearts, as is the case so often when so close to Christmas, or any holiday for that matter.  

Many dads stood out front smoking their cigarettes making excuses for bringing their women to this place of death.  One young man came and spoke with us and told us his girlfriend had to abort their twins because it was an ectopic pregnancy, which later we found out was false, and he proudly proclaimed to be an atheist. Frankly we knew deep down inside he wasn't being honest about his children who were being led to the slaughter.

Oh how our hearts broke.

Another man told Anne to shut up or he would make her shut up....all at the same time he was watching his baby in the back seat of his car while his wife was inside waiting to have someone kill their other child.

Oh, how our hearts were breaking.

We cried out, we sang, we prayed, we held our signs, we pleaded, we offered help, we shared about Jesus and HIS ways.

And then.....

We noticed a young woman come out of the abortuary and walk up to the security guard, and he grabbed her hands, and we almost wondered if that was his girlfriend as he looked as though he was lovingly consoling her.....which we later found out from her that he was telling her to breathe, and that she could do it...the abortion!

She then got into her car and began to drive out, but not without stopping to speak with Anne, which happened to be standing at the driveway on the drivers side.  I was on the other side of the driveway talking with one of the abortion bound fathers.

Anne spoke for a few minutes with her, and then she pulled out, with Anne speaking loudly to me to me those words all of us long to hear......

"She chose life!  Follow me, we are going to meet her!"

I hurriedly gathered all the signs, and ran after Anne...which, I'm sure must have been a sight!!!

When I caught up, Anne was already talking with the young woman in another parking lot.  I went over, and what I saw broke my heart....this woman was weeping, tears running down her eyes, telling us she could not do this!

We asked if we could take her out to lunch, which she agreed!  Anne & I hopped into her vehicle, and headed down to Panera's which is right up the street, and ended up spending a couple hours with this woman who bore her heart with us....a woman who had no hope, but when she left, had hope, the only hope that can come from Christ!

On the way to the restaurant, I asked her what changed her mind, and she went on to tell us about how everyone was laughing in the waiting room, how the employees were laughing, and babies were dying....she thought it was all wrong, and couldn't stay in there.

She also shared how, on the way to the awhc abortuary, she 'just' happened to run into a video on her instagram of Ben Shapiro, and how he was speaking at a college, and a student asked him about first trimester abortions, and his response startled this mommy's already convicted heart!

She also mentioned that she had never noticed it before, but the whole way there she kept on seeing pro-life billboards, which were other things convicting her on this wrong decision to kill her child.

She also thanked us many times for being there....God was certainly working in her heart mightily.

She later went on to share how she had already had two abortions, after I had shared my testimony about the abortions I had was an amazing confession that she had been carrying around for years.

Her circumstances of this child are severe, which she shared with us, and it will be a mountain to climb, but we shared with her that we will be there with her, but more importantly, God will be with her.

We shared HIS glorious gospel with her, her need for the Savior Jesus, and her heart is so hungry for God, and has been hungry, but she hasn't known what to do or where to go....she has been stuck in sin....a place I once was which I can relate to so much.  

We shared with her, that with a surrendered heart to Christ comes freedom, the only true freedom comes from HIM.

This woman, who was weeping and weeping, who could not understand how God could forgive her for the sins she has committed, was able to hear words of escape through the Almighty, which she has never heard before!  Oh Hallejuah!

Yes, even tonight, I am in awe at what God did, and used two vessels that were broken for the babies being led to death.  He not only comforted this mommy's heart, but HE...the King of Kings touched our hearts....something only HE can do, and for that, we are so extremely thankful to Jesus!

Please keep this mommy, her unborn baby, and her 4 other children in your prayers, as this won't be easy, but with Christ, all things are possible.  And please pray for those of us that will be ministering to her as we enter this journey.

This....this is why we do what we do!!!!!!

All glory to Him, thank you Jesus!

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Hugh Hefner Did No Favors for Womanhood!

The other night my daughter asked me if I had heard that Hugh Hefner had died, and my response was no, I had not.

But in that moment, feelings arose within me, and all I could think of was Playboy,  and the sexualization and abuse of women, and how this has manifested into our society and the changes for the negative that have occured.

Personally, for me, I immediately was reminded of the Playboy magazine that was always proudly placed on our coffee tables in the homes I grew up in.  This was the norm for our family, and frankly, I think my brothers and I thought all families had a Playboy magazine staring at them from the family coffee table in the living/family room.

Every month my dad would gleefully pull his treasured Playboy magazine out of the mailbox, (unless my mother got it for him), and rip the cover off, then search through the pages to the pin up section,and let that page fall down, and then stare at whatever nude woman was the Playmate of the month!

Unfortunately, as I grew older, I had more disgust with my mother for standing there and watching her husband gawk over another woman,  and allowing it in front of us children!

I'll never forget the day at the beach when I was just a young girl, the words my dad said to me while I was playing in the sand in my leopard skin bikini that he had bought for me....."You are going to make a great Playboy bunny."

Words have such an impact and unfortunately, I ended up moving out, but engaging in a world of drugs, drinking, fornication, and abortions, (interesting that Hefner had alot to do with the decriminalization of abortion).  

My life swirled into a very, very deep pit, which many times I tried to crawl out of, but never seemed to be able to reach over the top.

Until....on June 29, 1986, when I did not want to live anymore...truly, I really did not want to live, but thank God my grandmother had taken me to her little Lutheran church in Chicago when I was just a little girl....and I learned about hell, and it was so ingrained within me, that I knew I was going to hell, and that it would be much worse then the pit I had dug for myself.

But thanks be to God, on that beautiful morning at 2:00am, the Lord God removed the blinders from my eyes, and HIS kindness led me to repentance.  I was like Paul, and fell off the horse....I was once blind, but now I could see.  It was instantaneous, and I was changed and made a new creation.  I was on fire, and remain on fire for HIM...Christ Jesus!

Yes, Hugh Hefner played a big role in my life, but it wasn't for the good, it was for the detriment, the degradation of my soul, and womanhood....and so many other women I know can relate to what I am talking about.  If not for the Lord God Almighty intervening, I would not be alive today!

Please know that if you can relate similarly with my story, maybe you are involved in fornication, addicted to pornography, you've had abortions, please know that when you confess these deep sins, when you cry out and repent of them, God is able to pick you up out of these very deep pits, forgive
you, and bring freedom, the freedom that can only come from HIM and HIM alone.  

As Corrie Ten Boom said...."There is no pit so deep, that God's love is not deeper still!"

Thank you Jesus, for your great love for me, and thank you for the beautiful gift of repentance, that you so kindly give!

"Or despisest thou the riches of his goodness and forbearance and longsuffering; not knowing that the goodness of God leadeth thee to repentance?"
Romans 2:4