Saturday, November 5, 2016

I Know, But I Have To Do It!

There they were again, driving into the abortuary parking lot, then driving out and around the block, this, the third time around.  

We knew they were heading for this place of death, but probably convicted in their hearts, especially being that their front license plate said, 'In God We Trust'!

The fourth time around they pulled in, and parked in the back.  I ran around so that I could possibly speak with them when they got out of their car, which I began to do.  The young man accompanying the abortion bound woman came over and listened to my offers and pleas of help, taking the brochure I offered to him.  

At that point, the young lady got out of the car, and I began pleading with her, but realized she did not speak English, only Spanish, which I can not speak.

Anna in front of the awhc abortuary
Thank the Lord, my friend Anna who speaks Spanish fluently, who was also sidewalk counseling, came walking to the back and immediately began appealing to her, asking her to come over, which she did.  

For the next fifteen minutes Anna spoke, reasoned and pleaded with this woman who began crying as she explained that she knew this was murder that she was contemplating, and that God says thou shalt not kill.....but she had to do it, even though she proclaimed to love Christ!

Did you get that, I mean, did you really get that?  She was standing on the edge of a precipice, knowing good from evil, that God hates the hands that shed innocent blood, and choosing evil, because she thought that was the only way.

Anna continued to plead with her, even getting on her knees crying, it was surreal, that is the only way I can put it, just surreal! 

Here we were, Anna on her knees begging this woman to let her innocent and precious child live, with myself and another sidewalk counselor trying to figure out the words between the two...but knowing what was going on because of the tears, and the absolute battle going on in the eyes of the weeping abortion bound mama.

With all of our pleas with her, she began to walk toward the abortuary door.  Our hearts dropped, and we felt so helpless....a little child being led to the slaughter, knowing that this child would be dismembered, decapitated, disembowelled or poisoned in the womb, we wept.

We didn't give up though, as we went to the waiting room window and began speaking to her, and the other mama's waiting to have someone stop their innocent baby's heartbeat.

We sang hymns, worship songs; we prayed and cried out to God that HE would intervene on behalf of this woman's child and the other women.  We prayed that God would convict their hearts...we weeped.

But....we never saw her come out, and I don't know how it ended, except to think that that precious baby lost his or her life, and my heart ached and still aches.  I can only pray that, at the last minute she changed her mind.

In the end, we tried, and I don't ever think I will forget Anna on her knees begging this woman to not kill her baby, offering her help, telling her to go next door for free help, that there are so many people that wanted to help her.  No, I will never forget that, it will be etched on my mind forever.

We see women change their minds, but we also witness heartbreaking things such as this, but, I will praise my Savior, and ask HIM to heal my heart so that I can return to the killing fields and continue to try to rescue those unjustly sentenced to death; to try to be that voice for the voiceless and to expose this horrible evil.

And in that, I will continue to run the race with patience set before me, trusting and leaving the results to Him, and praise HIM even in the times when my heart is broken.

Can we weep for the children?

Friday, August 5, 2016

She Didn't Know Who the Father Was....

There she was, a beautiful young woman exiting her vehicle at a place she probably never thought she would come to, but here she was.

"Hi, my name is Michele, and this is Pat, come and speak with us please, we want to help, abortion is
 EPOC abortuary, owned by Pendergraft
not the answer."  This I pleaded with her as she began her walk toward the door of the EPOC abortuary.

"No, I'm fine," to which I responded, "No, honey, you aren't fine, you are at a place that kills little baby boys and girls, and you are heading in there to do the same to your precious baby which was created in the image of God Almighty, please come talk with me."

She did come over and talk with me, to which I was so thankful.  She tried to act jovial, but I could see through the charade, and at the same time, the Lord immediately poured out a tremendous amount of love for this woman upon me.

I gave her one of our brochures and explained to her that there was alot of help in our community, and that there is never a good reason to have an abortion. 

She than informed me that she had already been to one of the pregnancy centers in the area and said emphatically, "I have to have this abortion, I just have to!"

I asked her why she felt she just had to have this abortion, but the same words just kept coming forth out of her mouth over and over, "I just have to have an abortion, there is no other way!"

I once again asked her, and looked into her eyes, "Why do you feel it is so important that you kill this innocent child nestled in your womb?"

She then looked at me and said, "I don't know who the father is......"

I looked at her and shared that even though this big mistake/sin had happened, and she didn't know who the father was, it still wasn't right to take this out on her baby, that this baby was precious know matter how he/she was conceived.

I then began to share my testimony with her, how I had committed multiple abortions, and that no excuse I ever had or gave merited killing my innocent children, they had done nothing wrong.  I shared with her how my life fell into a deep pit and a mess after my first abortion, for many years.

She posed the question, "Why and how did your life change after your abortion, to which I was able to explain to her that with each abortion a murder occurs, no matter how small that child is, or how big they are.  Each woman knows that she has paid someone to kill her baby and 
not one woman can walk away from killing her child and expect to be okay, because she won't be.

I than asked her if she grew up in the church, and right away she answered my question with a resounding yes.  I looked at her and than said, "You know that God hates the hands that shed innocent blood and that HE says thou shall not kill, right?"  Her response was yes.

But, she than began to say once again, " I've just got to do this", and began to walk toward the entrance to this place of death. I began to say, I/we are going to be praying that God convicts your heart and that you will not be able to do this!  

As she walked closer to the door, I spoke loudly, "I know that you have enough of God left in you to know this is very wrong, and even if you go into that dark place, you will not be able to do this, you won't!"

Pat and I began to pray, we cried out to the Lord God Almighty asking HIM to intervene on behalf of this innocent child and to convict her heart.

Shortly, she came out with 'the clipboard', walked to her car, got into it, but left the door wide open, and continued to talk with us while she filled out the paper.  I never backed down, and continued to speak the truth to her.  She then asked me, "have you heard of the new commandment?"

I said, "oh yes, to love the Lord your God with all your heart, mind and soul, and love your neighbor as yourself.  And honey, you are not loving God if you are going to kill your baby. You cannot kill your child and love God!"

She said, "but I love God," to which I told her again, "honey, you can not love God and plan to kill your baby."

She then got up and walked into the mill, and within five minutes came walking out quite quickly, looking at us with troubled eyes and said, "I can't do it, I just can't do it!"

"I knew you couldn't do it, I told you that you would not be able to do it!"

She walked over to me and I asked if I could hug her, to which she immediately said yes, and  began to weep while I held her in my arms!  Oh the joy, to hear her weep and to hold her, I was so thankful at that moment, beyond measure.  No more was there the jovial charade, but instead tears, sorrow, and conviction at the thought of killing her child.  Now was relief mixed with the tears, she could leave this horrible place with her child still snug in her womb!

As she left, I told her that we are there for her, and we will remain there for her and the baby.  I looked at her and once again said, "I knew that you couldn't go through with it, your baby is so precious, and so are you."  There were other words, and than she drove off with tears falling down her cheeks.

I praise God that HE allowed me to be there at the EPOC abortuary yesterday to proclaim HIS glorious truth, to speak up for this child who had no voice, to let a mommy know that killing her baby was the absolute wrong thing to do, and to share with her the true gospel of Christ with her.

If you have never been to an abortion mill to minister, or to pray, hold a sign, worship, read scripture or preach, please do.  You will never really understand what and how horrendous abortion truly is until you stand before these gates of hell.  

Thank you Lord for this life saved, and for convicting this mommy's heart.  Please help her to stand strong and not be wavered by fear, but may she place her complete trust in you oh Lord.

Friday, November 13, 2015

Can a Sign and a Facebook Page Save a Life?

This afternoon I had the privilege of witnessing another incredible move of the Lord; with absolutely no mistaking, this miracle was from His mighty outstretched arm!  He parted the Red Sea, where there didn't seem to be a way!

Finding a private message from a woman on one of our Facebook pages, explaining that she is 16 weeks pregnant and in need of help, I immediately called the phone number she left.

She answered right away thanking me for calling her and began to explain how she had found the facebook page/us.  She shared how after finding out that she was pregnant with her fourth child, her husband out of work, and both of them Haitian and undocumented; she became panicked and began considering abortion, even though they are both Christians!  She convinced herself that this was the only solution, and the decision was made to get the abortion.

So, she got on her computer and googled for an abortion center in the Kissimmee area and found Planned Parenthood, but the site she pulled up wasn't PP Kissimmee, but STOP Planned Parenthood of Kissimmee, our site!

She began to look at all the pictures and noticed that all the people looked to be Christians holding crosses, signs against abortion, pictures of babies that had been killed by abortion, and one
particular sign that stood out to her, and that was one that said, "FREE HELP, YOU DON'T HAVE TO ABORT", with a phone number to call, which is the Pro-Life Action Ministries Central Florida ministry line!

After looking at the pictures of all the people/Christians, the signs, crosses, and the offer of free help and you don't have to abort, she told me, at that moment, she thought to herself, "What am I thinking?  What am I doing?  I'm a Christian and I can't kill my child, I can't do this!"

This is when she called the ministry number and left the message, which I found, and called.  I was able to speak with both her and her husband and both were very convicted at the thought of killing their child, and are now looking forward to seeing their baby on an ultrasound, which they will be having Monday, and I have the privilege of accompanying them.

How amazing is this?  Only God could have done something this magnificent, and once again, I am reminded that God uses so many different things to save a baby from the brutal death of abortion and to let us know that HE is God, and HE alone.  We only need to make ourselves available, willing and able!

Nothing is by accident; this abortion bound woman did not just happen to end up on the STOP Planned Parenthood  of Kissimmee facebook page, no, this was the Lord God Almighty and HE gets all the glory!

Yes, God used a sign and a facebook page to save this child's life and I praise HIM!

Since talking with this couple, I have felt such joy, joy unspeakable, and I am once again humbled that I serve such an incredible Savior!  No King, but King Jesus!

"He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted."  Job 9:10

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

I Will Not Shout for the Abortions I Took Part In!

I've noticed a trend making it's way viral, and that is the hashtag #shoutyourabortion,

Well, let me get something straight, I WILL NOT SHOUT FOR THE ABORTIONS I TOOK PART IN!!!!!!

What I will shout about is how I was not a victim, that this very act  was sinful, selfish, and an act of murder.  Because of my utter rebellion and entering into a sinful lifestyle, little children lost their lives. 

And what I will never stop doing is praising my wonderful Savior, Jesus Christ, for picking me up out of a deep pit of hell for the bloodshed I took part in.

I will always be thankful that HIS kindness led me to repentance, with weeping and sackcloth and
Nancy Miles with me as I weeped for my children at a
Memorial Service at New Covenant Church in 1991.

He washed me white as snow and I will never stop sharing HIM and HIS marvelous ways to a lost and dying world.

I will praise HIM for opening my eyes to HIS marvelous truth.  And I will never stop talking about how horrible abortion is, that it is an abomination before God Almighty and how very wrong I was for taking part in this bloodshed.

I will be there to try to rescue babies from impending death,

I will be a voice for the voiceless, and I will tirelessly continue to work toward  restoring personhood back to the unborn human beings.

I will press forward and keep my eyes on the prize of  seeing an end to this holocaust of abortion, I will settle for nothing less!

These aforementioned things are what I will shout about, and unashamedly!

I would encourage any of you, especially those of you in this battle that took part in this bloodshed, to come forward and share about it openly and make it known that you will not #shoutyourabortion/abortions!


Wednesday, June 3, 2015

She won't listen, she is going to kill our child, and there isn't anything I can do about it........

While ministering at the EPOC abortuary  yesterday, I noticed a young man approaching me after I had asked him if he would come and speak with me.

As he got closer, I could see the turmoil he was in and the tears in his eyes.

I asked him if his girl was inside the abortion center, to which he said yes, with his head to the ground.

I asked him if this was his baby and again, struggling, he said yes.

This is when he began to tell me that he has and had been trying hard to talk her out of killing their baby.  He said that he told her that he would be there for the baby, for her, and do whatever it took; but she wouldn't listen, and now she was waiting for the abortionist to show up.

I told him, "you must not give up, you must go back in and try again."  He agreed, went back in, but within ten minutes he was out, and walked directly back to me. 

"She won't budge, she won't come out, she's bent on killing our child, there is nothing I can do!"

I asked if he knew God, if he ever went to church when he was younger, and right away, he told me he grew up in church, and knew full well what God felt about this, and he was sick to be there.  He told me that he could feel the evil in that place.

I told him that if after trying hard to save his baby, and her refusing, that if she wouldn't change her mind, he should leave, and the bloodshed would not be on his hands.  I also told him that today could be the day that he could totally surrender his life to Christ, even in the midst of what was happening.

With tears in his eyes and acknowledging and agreeing with what I said he walked to his car.

Shortly after that, I noticed another young man pacing back and forth with his head down.  I called to him and asked if he would come and speak with me, and to my surprise, he began to walk toward me and as he got closer, I could see the same turmoil as the other young man as well as tears in his eyes.

I asked him, "What's going on?  Do you have a girl inside waiting for an abortion?  Is this your baby?"  

"Yes, this is my baby!  I can't believe I am here, I know better!"

I asked him if he knew God and right away he said "Yes, I grew up in the pentecostal church, I know better."

I then said to him, "Then you know what God says about shedding innocent blood, and that HIS word says, Thou shalt not kill."

"Yes, I know, this is killing me, but she just won't listen to me.  I've asked her not to do this, I want this baby."

I told him, "You must try again, please go back in and get her out."  I gave him information, and he agreed to go back in and try to plead with her to not go through with killing their child.

Again, as with the other young man, he was inside for about ten minutes, came out and walked toward me with his head down.....I knew what this meant without him having to tell me.

"She won't listen, she is going to kill our child, and there isn't anything I can do about it."

I told him, that we could pray, which we did, and I also told him the same thing I told the other young man, that if she refused and continued on with her plan of killing their child, that he should leave to avoid bloodshed on his hands, and also that this could be the day that he truly surrendered his life completely to Christ, even in the midst of all of this death.

With tears in his eyes, he thanked me and headed for his car.

Unbelievably, a short time later, Miss Pat whom I was ministering with was talking with another young man, who, with tears in his eyes, was telling her that he had tried everything to stop his girl from having an abortion, but she wouldn't listen, and she was sitting inside this building of death.  

I gave him one of our brochures with all of the help available and told him to try again, to which he agreed as the other two young men did.

He went inside and came out a short while later, but, telling us she would not change her mind!  We could see the turmoil in this young man, he was truly torn apart and did not know what to do. 

Suddenly his abortion bound girl came out and I talked with her a bit, but she wouldn't budge and was determined to follow through with her plans of paying someone to stop the beating heart of their child.  
She went back inside and this young man stayed with us for the next hour.  We prayed with him, talked with him, but most of all really shared the true gospel of Christ with him, and just as with the other two men, I told him the same thing....."even in the midst of this horrible situation, and this death, this can be the day that you truly surrender your whole life to Jesus Christ.  This young man broke down before us confessing that he had grown up in the church as the other young men and had strayed away, and knew he had to make changes and surrender his whole being to Christ. 

This is when he told me he wanted to go back inside one more time and try to convince the mother of his child slated to die to not go through with the killing, and to speak with someone working in that place of death and let them know how he felt as a man.

We prayed for him as he went inside, hoping for a miracle, that this young lady would change her mind, but this did not happen....she stayed inside, bent on killing their baby.

But he did speak with someone in management and had them explain to him exactly what was going to happen to his baby, they even told him the baby would feel pain.  He then leaned against the counter and looked at her in his eyes and said, "How can you sleep at night?"

He came back out to us, trembling and very broken, we prayed again, and I shared with him the same I shared with the others, that if his girl wouldn't change her mind, he must leave to avoid the bloodshed on his hands.  

As I drove home, my heart ached for what we had experienced at that place of death yesterday.  It's not often that we see men in turmoil over their babies being killed.  Normally, the men are just about dragging the women inside and can't wait for the abortion to be over.  But, this morning, there were three broken men, all had strayed from God, and all pleading and begging with the mothers of their children to let their babies live, to not kill them.  Unless there was an intervention, these three men are now the father's of a dead child. 

The reality, unfortunately in our land right now is the fact that unborn human beings are the property of the mother, and NO human being should ever be the property of another.  Women absolutely decide who lives and who dies in this nation....this should never be, and must be changed.

I can only pray that this holocaust will end in our land, and that personhood would be restored for the most vulnerable, small and weak in our land.  God have mercy...... RISE UP OH YE MEN OF GOD!

Saturday, April 4, 2015

The Good Friday We Spent Praying Inside the Abortuary!

Good Friday always takes me back to the sweet cross which Christ willingly laid his life down upon, so that we may have life. It is a time to contemplate the tremendous sacrifice HE made so many years ago.  

This year as I headed down the road for our Good Friday Hour of Prayer & Praise, I thanked the Lord for the opportunity to go and sing praises to HIS name, read scripture and pray in front of a dark place of death; the Woman Care abortuary, owned by abortionist Ralph Bundy.

Upon arriving there was construction everywhere, but this did not stop us as we stood in the dirt
with tractors and trucks driving all around us as we sang to the King and read His precious word.  It wasn't a pretty place to be, it was dirty and noisy, but it didn't matter, we knew we were where we were supposed to be!

We had many people let us know they were thankful we were there, along with opportunities to really speak to people, even a precious Christian married couple who had a business in the complex with this abortuary.  They were horrified at the thought of this place of death being there, and shared how they had been wanting to get out of there because business wasn't good.  I was able to explain to them that when there is a place where little baby boys and girls are being sacrificed on the altar of Molech, there would be a curse on that building and nothing would prosper.  This couple got it and really understood what I was talking about.  I gave them all kinds of information and made plans to go out to lunch to talk more, another time.

Toward the end of our service, as we were singing Amazing Grace, I felt compelled to go to the door of the mill and pray right there.  I asked my friend Allura who was standing next to me if she would want to join me, and she immediately said, "Yes, I would love to do that!"

So we began to head up that way and soon, others were following.

As Allura and I were walking toward this place of death, I then felt compelled to go inside the abortuary and pray, so I shared this with her, and again she said, "Yes!"

When we walked up to the door, it looked as though they were open (normally they are closed on Friday).  Sure enough as the door knob was turned, they were open!  We looked inside and no one
was at the receptionists desk and one woman was sitting in this small waiting room.

We looked at each other and walked inside, with the other 5 fellow warrior friends following us! We all sat down and immediately began to pray in this very evil place!  We pleaded with the Lord to remove the strongholds which has kept this dark and wicked place in bondage.  We cried out for this place to be closed.  We prayed for conviction to fall on the employees.

It was a moment I will never forget, a Good Friday that will never be forgotten!

The whole time we were there, God kept us hidden as not one employee came to the front, we were left to completely pray as long as we felt led!

Allura & Amber talking with woman!

When were finished, we began to file out except for a couple of us who stayed to speak with a woman that was sitting in the waiting room and heard our prayers!  Her daughter was in the back, to which we encouraged her to go and get her out.  We gave her literature and really talked with her.  We did not see her go back, but we pray she did when we left.

Allura, Irene, Pat, Me, Amber, Terra & Russ!

As we walked out of those doors of death, we were all in a sense of awe at what God had just done! We all just really looked at each other and thanked the Lord for hiding, protecting, and allowing us to go inside that abortuary and pray for it's closure!

There are those times when you know deep down inside that God is prompting you to do something; yesterday was one of those times for me.  I thank God I did not shove that prompting down and ignore that still, sweet voice of the Lord.  I thank God for the friends HE has placed around me that are filled with Him, and filled with the courage and boldness that can only come from the Lord.  For in our flesh, we would not have wanted to walk into that dark and dank place that makes it's money off of killing little baby boys and girls.

I pray now that we will see this place closed, this I pray Lord, please close this place of death down!

"For in the time of trouble He shall hide me in His pavilion: in the secret of His tabernacle shall He hide me; He shall set me up upon a rock. And now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me: therefore will I offer in His tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the Lord."  Psalm 27:5-6

****Photo Credit of Prayer & Praise picture & You Tube Video to Amber Carroll

Monday, December 29, 2014

It was Christmas Eve, and I didn't want to go!

*****There has been an update to this post, please read below!

It was Christmas Eve and I really did not feel like going out to the abortion mill.  I had so much to do, family to visit, last minute gifts to pick up;  this really did not fit in.

But, here it was, Christmas Eve morning and I was heading down to the awhc abortuary, the only mill open out of the five here in Orlando.  As I headed down the highway, I had a sense of joy overwhelm me suddenly, and I knew that I was on my way to where I was supposed to be going.

When I arrived, two sidewalk counselors were there, along with two from the prayer support group that come every Wednesday.  Not too long after, another sidewalk counselor arrived.

The abortion bound women started coming in as each of us took our spots offering help and another way, pleading with them to make this the Christmas of Life and not death.  To let their little child continue to grow and experience opening Christmas presents and having a seat at the Christmas table.

We shared with them, that if they went through with having this abortion, every Christmas that rolled around would be a reminder of the day their child was killed.  They would remember this dark, dank place and everyone sitting in the waiting room;  a memory that would not bring good thoughts to mind.

We were able to speak with one young woman who had accompanied her abortion bound friend and encouraged her to go inside and inform her of all the help available, that abortion never will be the answer.  She did try, but unfortunately, her friend's boyfriend's pressuring for abortion won;  this little child lost his or her life on Christmas Eve.

We continued to reach out, pray, read scripture and sing Christmas Carols into the waiting room window.

And then it happened, a truck began to leave the mill, but first stopped at the driveway to let us know she had changed her mind, she was keeping her baby!  

Tears were pouring down her face, thanking us for being there for her.  These were tears of joy, even in the midst of not knowing how things would turn out.  All she kept saying was thank you!
We hugged her and talked with her exchanging phone numbers; she then left with one of the sidewalk counselors who took her to lunch. 

Those of us that remained at the mill were jumping up and down with joy; A BABY WAS SAVED, A BABY WAS SAVED!  We thanked the Lord and left that place of death on cloud nine, 

Yes, for something that I really didn't want to do, proved to bring joy unspeakable, with a very thankful young lady who came close to making a decision that would have left her a broken woman with a broken baby.  And, a little child continues to grow inside his or her mommy's womb, safe from the abortionist's knife!.

I will always remember the Christmas Eve of 2014; the warriors I had the privilege of standing on the sidewalk with--together speaking up for those who have no voice and trying to rescue those unjustly sentenced to death.  And, I will always thank God for filling me with joy as I headed to that place of death and allowing me to witness HIS tremendous love, grace, mercy and power in rescuing this precious child!

This was the best Christmas present ever!

"The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in Him, and I am helped:  therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise HIM."  Psalm 28:7

*****UPDATE--As I was getting ready to walk out the door to go to a wedding on 12/30, I received a phone call on the ministry line, and I am so glad I was able to pick up this call!

"Is there anyone I can speak with?"  Were the words that came from the young lady on the other line.  I immediately told her yes, and that I would love to speak with her.

She went on to tell me that she had gone to an abortion clinic on Christmas Eve with a friend who had gone with her, who, she said, really didn't want her to get the abortion and had been trying to talk her out of it the whole way there.

When they arrived, according to this young woman, there were people out front trying to talk with them.  They went inside, but she told me her friend went outside to talk with the "people."  I then asked her what abortion center she had gone to and she said, "The All Women's Health Center!"  I said, "I was there on Christmas Eve and I remember talking with your friend!"

She then said that her friend had gone back inside and given her the information the "people" out front had given her, and again tried to talk her out of the abortion, telling her that the folks out front had said there was help available.  

Then her boyfriend arrived and started pressuring her and she told me she became confused, thinking about what her friend had said and the help that was offered.  She decided to leave, and did not have the abortion!  Here, we thought she had the abortion with her baby dying on Christmas Eve, and instead, she had left that place of death with her child still growing in her womb!

But during the weekend, she kept thinking and thinking and found herself at the awhc abortuary again, on Monday!  When she walked inside, there was no one at the receptionist's desk and she thought, "maybe this is another sign not to do it!"  But then the receptionist came to the front and after talking with her, she made an appointment for Wednesday, which would be New Years Eve!

She told me that when she walked out, she didn't feel good about scheduling another appointment at all, but didn't know what to do.  Then, as she was getting in her vehicle, she saw the brochure that we had given her friend on Christmas Eve, who had given it to her.  She picked the brochure up and really looked at it and began to read it and then put it in her purse.

Fast forward to Tuesday, December 30th, she took the brochure out of her purse and decided to call the number, which she did, and was talking with me!

As she shared what had happened, I said to her, "Honey, I believe that God has been trying to get your attention and show you that abortion is not what He wants you to do!"  Right away she said, "I know!"  I began to share with her the real help available and then asked how old her baby was, to which she replied, "Four months."  I then let her know that everything was there, his/her fingernails, hair, eye color; everything!  I then shared my own experience with abortion and other women; how abortion never is the answer and that this decision is one that you can not take back.

I then asked if her boyfriend was still pressuring her and she said yes.  I told her that no one can make you have an abortion, and the percentage of relationships split up after an abortion.  She then said, "Yes, I've been thinking about that, and I should never do something like this that I don't want to do for someone else!"  I said, "that is right, you have to do what you know is the right thing to do!"

I then asked her, "Are you going to keep that appointment tomorrow?"  And right away she replied, "No, I am not going back there, I am going to keep my baby!"  She thanked me and the others for being there that day, and how thankful she was for her friend that cared so much.  We made plans to go to lunch and I hung up the phone.

When I put that phone down, I was again in awe of God's wondrous and glorious power!  We thought that baby had died, and God has had this baby in the palm of HIS hands!  To HIM be the Glory!  How amazing is the goodness of the Lord God Almighty?  So good, so very good!  Two babies were saved on Christmas that I shall never forget!