It was the day before Thanksgiving, and as usual, we were ministering at the local abortuary, crying out for the little ones scheduled to be slaughtered.
We brought out a speaker and began to play worship music, entering into HIS presence amongst such evil!
It was busy, with many abortion bound men and women hanging out front; many from different states, who had driven so many miles to have their children killed before Thanksgiving.
While we reached out to the mothers, and those accompanying them in this horrendous plot to murder their children, the minions, as they always do, would rush over with their rainbow umbrella's trying to drown out our voices, and shield the women from seeing us.
But through all their measly attempts, the women heard our cries, pleas and offers of help.
They heard the worship music, and we know that the praises of HIS people scatter the enemy.
One young lady in particular, was waiting outside for a very long time, watching us intensely.
My friend and fellow sidewalk counselor Amber kept speaking to her amongst the vile and vulgar music the pro-aborts were playing to drown out our voices.....but she kept listening and watching.
Amber used sign language of holding a baby, and 'no' abortion....she watched.
And finally she stood up, and I waved to her, and she started walking towards us through the sea of abortion guards....and came right to us weeping.
The tears were falling down her face, and she was having a hard time talking because she was crying so hard.
We asked if we could hug her, and she let us, falling into our arms sobbing.
Unfortunately, she had already had the abortion, and was their waiting for a check up.
A back-slidden Christian who had walked off the narrow path, and was now convicted by the Savior, and she wept.
Amber shared the truth of the gospel so beautifully to her, and she listened intensely, asking her to share more.
This young woman shared how she grew up in the church and had loved God, but took a very wrong path.
At first she said she wasn't ashamed of the abortion, but her next words were that she felt numb.
Of course we knew that she was truly and completely broken and shattered over what she did to her innocent baby, and we shared the truth with her, and the tears continued to fall down her cheeks.
I shared my testimony of the abortions committed, and shared how my life was such a mess until I finally came to a place where I confessed before God that I had murdered my children...weeping with sack cloth and ashes, and truly repenting of this sin of murder, asking HIM to forgive me.
We shared with her how we have to truly repent of our sin before God can forgive.
How beautiful it was to witness this broken heart, and seeing the Savior convicting, and drawing her unto Himself.
Oh how glorious!
We then prayed with her, and all heaven fell down.....the Lord was truly in our midst....at this very dark place of death!
No amount of vile music, evil shouting, mocking us, umbrellas, and interference from the minions of satan could stop the Holy Spirit from working in this woman's life....this woman at the well found life in utter darkness!
"If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed." John 8:36
We praise the Lord God above, as this truly was a beautiful Thanksgiving gift to us, giving the gift of Jesus on the day before Thanksgiving.
Can we shout GLORY, HALLEJUAH???? Yes....because God is great and greatly to be praised!!!!! And HE is the only one that can set us free!
Praise the Lord for His mercy! I pray for His healing for this young woman, and continued healing for you!ReplyDelete
Michele, your report refreshes all we weary warriors among the pro-life community. Thank you AND your fellow labors in the very real vineyards at the gates of hell.ReplyDelete
Lord of the harvest, bring forth MORE laborers -- in Jesus name, amen.