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  • Oct 27 / 2013
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Abortion, Biblical Application, Pro-life

Is There Blood on the Hands of the Spectator?

The Two Brothers

goodsamaritan3There were two young brothers who went to the same school. The younger of the two was clumsy and prone to hurting himself. Instead of trying to act tough, he would lay on the ground and cry, yearning for sympathy for his (often illegitimate) injuries. This occurred almost daily in the middle of the schoolyard. In contrast, the older brother was athletic, intelligent, and liked by all. He loved to obey the rules, which endeared him to students and teachers alike.

One day, the younger brother was on the ground in the yard crying and fussing, nursing his wounds. But today was different. Instead of the other kids just walking by, they began to tease him, and then pinch him, and then really try to hurt him. He was alone in the middle of this group of attackers. This only gave him more injuries to wail over and he felt more and more alone as those he thought to be his friends were mocking him.

But then the older brother approached the scene. With one word he could have called off those who were hurting his brother, but instead he observed what was happening and then ran in the other direction leaving his brother defenseless. He ran away priding himself in the fact that he was not the one hurting his brother, it was all those other bad kids.

The Mugging

And this situation happened once before, but on a much grander scale. There was a man traveling in a relatively dangerous part of the world. One day he was walking down a street that was known to be particularly dangerous. His worst fears materialized as a group of armed men approached, demanding all his money. He quickly gave them all that he had, hoping that was the end of it, but then they beat him badly, stripped him of his clothes, and left him unconscious.

Fortunately, a leader in his church walked by soon after the mugging. But this leader panicked. His eyes caught a glimpse of a bloodied hand sticking out from behind a rock. Without even thinking his feet hurried to the other side of the street. It is probably too late to do anything anyway. Honestly he did not give the situation a second thought, his mind distracted by searching for a sermon illustration for the coming Sunday.

A second man walked by and this was a man who happened to be from the victim’s hometown. Seeing that same bloodied hand he gasped. How could something like this happen?  This city is terrible, full of crime that must be stopped. These thoughts rushed through his mind as his feet hurried to the other side of the street. Subconsciously he prided himself in being a moral member of society who would never do such a thing as hurt another person.


And then there is the story of mass murder that took place in a very powerful nation. This country prided itself in having washed its hands of prejudice. No longer was it acceptable to hire or fire someone based on his or her gender, race or sexual orientation. This country, once having once been guilty or enslaving another race, now hung its head in shame and sought at all costs to right those wrongs. This country was benevolent, welcoming refugees seeking asylum from oppressive governments, giving food to those experiencing famine, and sending relief to victims of natural disaster all over the world. This was a country of wealth, power, and change. A country that could dream of something, make it happen, and the rest of the world would follow. Yet, there was a lingering prejudice within the borders of this country:  the prejudice against the size of a person. The laws were such that it was legal to murder those who were smaller, who were yet to be born.

As if that is not shocking enough, the oft-benevolent members of this society habitually looked the other way. Every day powerful lawyers passed by the buildings where it was legal to kill children rushing to work in order to battle for justice for those companies whose patents were being infringed upon. People with Christian bumper stickers avoided the streets with these killing-mills on them altogether. They hated this evil so much that they did not even want to see be around it. Pastors in churches loudly preached about loving refugees and fighting sex trafficking but hesitated to mention the killing of unborn children because they did not want to offend. The mass murder continues to this day…

Who is Guilty?

In the story of the two brothers, was the older brother innocent?  In a sense he was innocent of mocking his brother because he simply did not participate in that action. He ran the other way. But what was he guilty of? He was guilty of a lack of love, a cold heart consumed with self-preservation rather then mercy, a heart that wanted to maintain his popularity. A heart that failed to put himself in his brothers shoes. He may have been innocent of one sin, but he was guilty of a multitude of others.

In the story of the man who was mugged, were the two men who walked to the other side of the street innocent? In the same way, they were innocent of the abuse this man suffered because they were not the ones who beat him up and took his money. Yet, the list of their other sins remains. They were self-consumed, merciless, and heartless.

As for the powerful nation who legalized the killing of children, were its citizens who voted against this practice innocent? Again, they are innocent of the crime of killing children, but they are far from innocent. They are guilty of letting apathy come into their hearts and choke out love for the helpless. They are guilty of trying to keep their hands from getting dirty in an attempt to rescue a few of these lives. They are guilty thinking more about self and reputation then about the sufferings of the oppressed. They are guilty of drinking the Kool-Aid of tolerance instead of being consumed and controlled by love itself.

As it says in James 4:17, “So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it, for him it is sin.”  It is sin to do nothing when one knows the right thing to do. It is sin to walk by the suffering and look the other way. It is sin to think of self while others are mocked, or stripped naked, or beat-up, or pulled limb from limb.


Jesus said, “Which of these three, do you think, proved to be a neighbor to the man who fell among the robbers?”

He said, “The one who showed him mercy.”

And Jesus said to him, “You go, and do likewise.”

Luke 10:36-37

  • Oct 23 / 2013
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Abortion, Adoption, Pro-life, Sidewalk Counseling Ministry

I regret my abortion

It’s Saturday, October 19. It’s almost time to pack up ministry for the morning. All the girls are inside awaiting their procedures. One has walked out and left, saving her baby, to God be the glory! It’s raining pretty heavily as I walk up to Jason on the sidewalk. There are two escorts standing and chatting at the corner. I jokingly ask him if he is trying to avoid a shower later, standing directly in the rain like that. He tells me that the escorts have discussed a piece of my testimony, which I had shared with a couple of young ladies as they were walking toward the clinic. My hope was that these girls, both looking to be in their early twenties, would hear the pain they were setting themselves up for and change their minds about ending the lives of their unborn babies. I shared with them as many small bits and details of my story that I could fit in as we walked down the sidewalk. Mostly, I wanted them to know how I regretted my choice to abort my child and that God loves them and their babies so much that he would make a way for them to either keep and raise them or place them in a home with a loving family through adoption. “Women don’t regret abortion. No one regrets an abortion after they have had one,” is the conclusion these two escorts, both women, have come to. I look over at them, I look back at Jason, and I say, “Someone regrets their abortion. I regret my abortion.”

When I arrive home from the clinic I plant myself in front of my laptop and type “do women regret abortion?” into the search engine. I have researched this before, so I already know what I will find. All of the top results come from pro-choice sites and they say that women do not regret abortion. It breaks my heart to see how Satan has used these sites to lie women and make them believe their unborn children are only clumps of tissue, masses of cells. They tell them it’s a simple medical procedure and they will be able to continue their lives as if nothing ever happened, as soon as its over. They do not tell them that their babies had heartbeats just 18 days after conception and brain waves after the 6th week of pregnancy. They fail to tell them about the sadness they may feel after their children are ripped from their wombs. They don’t tell them that the date of their children’s death may be forever burned into their memories or that, even years later, they might wonder “what if I had chosen life?”.

I decide to change it up a little and I type “I regret my abortion” into the engine. Two seconds later my screen is filled with account after account and testimony after testimony of women who regret their abortions. A twenty year old lady said, “I cried and cried until I had nothing left in me but it wasn’t enough to bring my baby back to me.” Another said “ Its been 4 months now, and it still hurts like it was yesterday.” If that cannot be called regret, I’m not sure what can be. The stories of these young ladies and others like them can be found at http://www.gargaro.com/regrets.html, but there are thousands more that will pop up if you search “I regret my abortion”, showing that women do indeed regret abortion.

As for me, I was 18 years old, a few weeks from turning 19. I worked at Taco Bell. I had a 16 month old son and we lived with my parents, but they were preparing to move out of state and I would be moving in with my boyfriend. I was a party girl. I drank often and used various drugs like marijuana, cocaine, and LSD. I learned I was pregnant when I went to the health department to get on birth control. I was scared to tell anyone that I had done this again, after already having a baby at the age of 17. I waited a couple of weeks, delusional that it would just go away or that I could will it away, before I told my family and my boyfriend. The immediate response from everyone was abortion. “What in the world are you going to do with another baby? You can’t do this alone. You’ve been partying, the baby will be born sick or with disabilities. I will leave you if you have and keep this baby.” Those were the kinds of things I was hearing from my parents and boyfriend. At this point, I saw no other option and chose to go through with the abortion. My heart was heavy. Despite what doctors and nurses were saying, I knew this was a baby growing in my womb, a human life, but I continued on with the abortion. I thought I would get used to the idea, get over it. There was no way around this. The regret came immediately after I awoke from a surgical abortion. I remember thinking “I was pregnant when they put me to sleep an now I’m not…but I don’t have a baby.” I was unable to forgive myself until I met and fell in love with Jesus about 14 years later. Through his grace and mercy alone, I am forgiven and by having faith in his forgiveness, I was able to let go of the self hate I had harboured from this for so many years. I know that he is not dwelling on my sins, so I shouldn’t either. God’s forgiveness and forgiving myself have not taken the regret away. Through Jesus, I have found healing for the wounds, but that does not extinguish memories and regrets. My baby was due to be born on September 26, 1998. He would be 15 years old today, a sophomore in high school. I wonder what he would have been like. Would he look like me? I wish I could have held him. I find comfort in knowing I will meet my baby in heaven when the time comes, and we will live together eternally.

Maybe there are some women who have buried their regret after abortion. Maybe some have been lied to so fiercely by the enemy that they never had regrets. In my own personal experience, I can say that there are definitely women who regret their abortions.

  • Oct 12 / 2013
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A Woman’s Choice and Necole’s Place: Celebrating 25 years

Last night some of us had the privilege of attending our local crisis pregnancy center, A Woman’s Choice annual banquet.  This year marked the 25th anniversary of the ministry helping women and unborn children. It was a special celebration of honoring those who laid the foundation for the ministry as well as an opportunity to hear the history of A Woman’s Choice and Necole’s Place.  The ministry estimates that 8,000 children have been saved during the course of its 25 years!

awc wall at banquet

The wall behind the stage displayed 25 pictures of saved babies, one for each year the ministry has existed.  Some of the mothers of these children gave testimonials in a video played later in the program.  Many of them gave testimony as to how glad they were that they went into the wrong building on the day of their abortion appointment, but decided to stay at AWC for an ultrasound. One mother wept with emotion stating that she couldn’t imagine her life without her son she nearly aborted  Others gave thanks to AWC and Necole’s Place for the ongoing support they themselves have received after having their babies. Praise God!

Dr. Russell Moore was the keynote speaker and he reminded Christians about the spiritual warfare they face while defending image-bearers of God.  Thankfully, Christians “stand with a gospel that is unabortable!” he encouraged those listening. He later tweeted:
awc tweet

If you’d like to hear Dr. Moore’s address, please contact A Woman’s Choice.  Praise the Lord for the 25 years of faithful labor and service in Christ’s name!

awc wall

  • Apr 12 / 2013
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Have You Heard the #Gosnell News?

As of tonight, #Gosnell is one of the highest trending topics on twitter. Is it because we all saw the story on the nightly news and now need to share our collective gut reactions? Or maybe we’re venting our disbelief over at those shocking new revelations that came out during today’s court proceedings?…

No, as of right now, the collective national outrage is focused on a target other than Gosnell himself. Right now, the masses are disgusted with the likes of @CBSnews, @ABC, @NBCnews, @nytimes, and the rest of the mainstream media for completely ignoring the most horrific homicide case currently unfolding.

Kirsten Powers writes in USAToday:

We’ve forgotten what belongs on page one.

Infant beheadings. Severed baby feet in jars. A childscreaming after it was delivered alive during an abortion procedure. Haven’t heard about these sickening accusations?

It’s not your fault. Since the murder trial of Pennsylvania abortion doctor Kermit Gosnell began March 18, there has been precious little coverage of the case that should be on every news show and front page.

Well thankfully, the pro-life community is making up for the media’s serious lack of coverage; and here at S4U we too want to raise our voice for the victims of 3801 Lancaster Street.

Don’t let the media bias keep you from being informed. Here’s a round up of some of today’s outstanding articles that tell us the hard to hear truth. We can’t ignore this tragedy. We can’t forget these victims. Speak for the born and the unborn – the precious lives slaughtered by Dr. Gosnell.

Philadelphia Abortion Clinic Horror – Kirsten Powers, USA Today

8 Reasons for the Media Blackout on Kermit Gosnell – Trevin Wax, Gospel Coalition

9 Things You Should Know about the Gosnell Infanticide and Murder Trial – Joe Carter, Gospel Coalition

A 15-Year-Old Allegedly Helped Kill Live Babies at Philadelphia’s Nightmare Abortion Clinic – Erin Fuchs, Business Insider

Krauthammer Explains Why News Outlets are Ignoring Infanticide – Denny Burk, dennyburk.com (multiple articles)

Gosnell Trial Coverage – 9 Articles, World Magazine

Worker at Gosnell Clinic: Baby’s Chest Moved After Neck Snipped – Steven Ertelt, LifeNews (ongoing coverage daily)

Or if you’re on twitter, I suggest following @MZHemmingway since she is constantly posting updates on the trial and its coverage (or lack thereof).

We’re hoping to see more mainstream articles released in the coming days especially as the social media outrage continues to grow. Do you want to help get the media’s attention?  Be a part of getting the news out and show them how valuable news reporting is done. We wholeheartedly agree with @OwenStrachan’s advice:

“I vote for every evangelical who has a Twitter account to Tweet about the Gosnell horror tomorrow. Social media is powerful, right?”

  • Jan 15 / 2013
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The Unspeakable Horror of Abortion

Few words are able to describe the evil that goes on behind closed doors, and it is nothing less than grace when that evil is exposed. A video has recently been circulating documenting the grotesque story of a West Philadelphia abortion clinic, a case that certainly is difficult to stomach. Yet, it is a reminder of the unspeakable horror of abortion.

Doubtlessly, pro-choice advocates will defend abortion rights by agreeing that this clinic was indeed an unfortunate case. What is needed is not the abolition of abortion on demand, what is needed is “safer” abortion clinic facilities and procedures. But this entirely misses the point. What videos like this show is not just the horrendous condition of certain abortion clinics; what this video exposes is the gruesome reality of abortion itself. The arms that are being dismembered are human arms. The spines that are severed are those of human beings. How can you deny what the photographs make so clear? How can we justify the disturbing reality of abortion? Watch the video and answer that question for yourself.

[Warning: this video contains disturbing images and content]


  • Jan 12 / 2013
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Abortion, Politics

Obama’s Powerful Pro-Life Perspective

“This is our first task, caring for our children. It’s our first job. If we don’t get that right, we don’t get anything right. That’s how, as a society, we will be judged. And by that measure, can we truly say, as a nation, that we’re meeting our obligations?”

– President Barack Obama


“Can we honestly say that we’re doing enough to keep our children, all of them, safe from harm?

Can we claim, as a nation, that we’re all together there, letting them know they are loved and teaching them to love in return?

Can we say that we’re truly doing enough to give all the children of this country the chance they deserve to live out their lives in happiness and with purpose?

I’ve been reflecting on this the last few days, and if we’re honest with ourselves, the answer’s no. We’re not doing enough. And we will have to change…

[There have been] almost daily reports of victims… in small towns and in big cities all across America, victims whose — much of the time their only fault was being at the wrong place at the wrong time.

We can’t tolerate this anymore. These tragedies must end. And to end them, we must change.

We will be told that the causes of such violence are complex, and that is true. No single law, no set of laws can eliminate evil from the world or prevent every senseless act of violence in our society, but that can’t be an excuse for inaction. Surely we can do better than this.

If there’s even one step we can take to save another child… then surely we have an obligation to try…

…Are we really prepared to say that we’re powerless in the face of such carnage, that the politics are too hard?

Are we prepared to say that such violence visited on our children year after year after year is somehow the price of our freedom?”

– President Barack Obama, Dec. 16, 2012, Newtown, Conn.


We could not have said it any better.

  • Jan 09 / 2013
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Abortion, Pro-life

Leave Room for God’s Wrath

“Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.””

(Romans 12:19 ESV)

            I remember it like it was yesterday: a dark snowy day darkened when the officer seated in his car, scouring the sidewalk for someone to make an example of, took action. Without a word, he got out his car, approached David H., a friend of mine, and arrested him. And what crime afforded David a ride downtown and a series of legal battles that has spanned the last several years? Well, the answer differs depending on who you ask.

The official report of the incident has been summarized in a recent new article, stating that David, “a former semi-pro basketball player” (doubtlessly a necessary detail to slant the story), pushed a clinic escort, leaving a pair of bruises on her arm. Yet, the story makes clear that the only reason that David could do such a terrible thing is because of his relentless determination to “confront a woman before she entered [the abortion clinic].” All the clinic escort was guilty of was showing compassion to the client by standing in his line of fire. If it were not for the escort, the story intimates, that violence could very well have belonged to the woman walking in for the abortion. In the end, the abortion clinic escort is a hero of sorts, or so we are told. But is that how the story really goes?

I have known David for a number of years, and the thought of him getting violent flies in the face of everything I’ve ever known about him. I’ll never forget the kind of things he would say to women walking in the abortion clinic, describing the depth of his concern and care for them. Words like, “We care about you,” or, “We are here for you,” resounded from David week after week. Relentless? Indeed. But his resilience was to display the love of Christ in restraining evil, and making the gospel known to those in need. What was clear that morning was that the police officer came to the clinic for one reason, and one reason alone: to make an example of a pro-life protester, showing that any degree of public disturbance would not be tolerated. I watched him as he sat in his car, eagerly looking for the first one to slip. Unfortunately, that was David.

I can tell you as one standing right there, these charges always have been, and still are, bogus. But, in our system of “justice,” that is increasingly hostile to obedience to the law of Christ, the ground for righteous living is slowly shrinking beneath our feet. Speaking out for the weak and helpless in our society is a criminal offense.  Standing on biblical principles is damnable. Freedom of religion is fine as long as your freedom does not make a moral judgment on another. We are told to “coexist” with all. But that is not how biblical Christianity began, and certainly not how the gospel has spread. There are volumes in libraries that recount the persecution of those entrusted with the gospel, many of whom gave their lives to further its reaches. In the eyes of the world, these fools gave their lives for an even more foolish cause. But God would care to disagree with their assessment.

The Bible makes clear that there will be trials for Christians in this life (John 16:33; 2 Tim. 3:12; 1 Peter 4:12), but these troubles are not the final word. Rather, God has said that there is day a judgment, where all the wrongs in this life will be made right; all injustice will be met with recompense. Though David is required to pay the wicked to bring an end to this trial, there is a day coming where God himself will be the one to pay everyone according to their works. And for the unrepentant who stand against his redeemed people, that day will be a day of wrath, and ultimately, of the true justice of God.

  • Jan 03 / 2013
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Abortion, Pro-life

Is the Pro-life Cause Winning?


Russell Moore has recently responded to an article in Time magazine on the success of the pro-life movement. He offers a much needed word of caution to those who would prematurely celebrate a victory in the pro-life camp.

Though in one sense the pro-life cause has gained a significant amount of ground, Moore warns that the complicated situation in America does not allow for such a cut-and-dry conclusion. Though we have the assurance of ultimate victory in Christ, we need to be realistic about where we really are now.

You can read the whole thing here.

  • Dec 16 / 2012
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A lot more than 20 Children were Massacred on 12/14

Friday morning it was raining where I live in Dallas, TX and I was at an eye doctor appointment. The news was on but I ignored it so I could respond to some emails on my phone. But when I heard that there was a gunman that came into an elementary school and started killing children at close range–I was glued to the TV. I watched in horror with the rest of the waiting room as we were told that gunman Adam Lanza shot 20 children and 7 adults point blank. How do you look a 5 year old in the eye and shoot them in the head? How do you see them bleeding and writhing in pain and then do the same to another 5 year old? I cried. Everything in me wanted to know why he did this. Everything in me cried out to the Lord to avenge the lives of these children. I thought about my own children and about how I would feel if they were shot and killed like the children in Sandy Hook Elementary School. I felt sick. I wanted justice. I wanted answers.

At this point I did not know that the gunman had killed himself and I saw burly police officers in bullet-proof vests walking up and down the streets with large weapons in hand. Yeah, I thought to myself, justice is coming. The coward that boldly shot defenseless little children will now come up against a more worthy opponent and he will be brought to justice. On a rainy Friday morning I genuinely cared about, prayed, cried and longed for justice for the children of Newton.

And then I realized that I had not shed a tear for the other children who were massacred on 12/14 at abortion clinics all across the country. In fact, I have been living as if children were not being systematically killed every day. I have been letting the media determine what I should and should not grieve over. They do not cover the mothers that bring their babies into abortion clinics to be massacred and so I have not grieved for the loss of their precious lives. And this is wrong. It is wrong for a child to be killed and there to not be a tear shed for this injustice. Our grief over their death, in a sense, validates their lives and acknowledges that they are human and their murder is an affront to the God who made them.

My mind went further.

Maybe coverage of this atrocity in Newton, CT is meant to wake us up to the other children that are victims of pre-meditated murder. Maybe it’s to remind us that killing is wrong, no matter what the size of the human: college students at Virginia Tech, families at a movie theater in Aurora, CO, high school students at Columbine, elementary school students in Newton, CT, or unborn children that are endangered all across our nation. Maybe it is to open our eyes to the fact that:

In 2011, 12,615 children were aborted in CT. If an average kindergarten class is made up of 20 students, this means that 630 kindergarten classes were destroyed last year. On 12/14 one kindergarten class was touched by murder and will never be the same. However, last year, what amounts to 630 kindergarten classes were victims of murder and were completely obliterated just in the state of Connecticut.

If 12,615 children were aborted in CT in 2011, and we assume that number for 2012 is the same, then if we divide this number by 365 days in a year, we get 34 children a day that are aborted in CT. So, we can say with confidence that there was a lot more than just 20 children that were massacred on 12/14 in CT. If 34 children a day are killed in that state, then we should grieve the loss of 54 children, not only 20.

And where were the men with guns defending the lives of the other 34 children that were killed on 12/14? Where were the laws protecting their lives? Where were the news cameras? Why are people not asking “how could this happen?” Why were there no mothers crying? Why were there no pastors reassuring people of the goodness of God in response to these lives that were taken?

The truth is that we are a lot more like the gunman Adam Lanza than we would like to admit. He was clearly desensitized to human life just like we are. Our hearts are growing dull to the horrific nature of taking a human life just like Adam Lanza had no problem taking a human life. We are getting used to the systematic killing of children just like Adam Lanza seemingly felt no tension as he systematically ended children’s lives. We are indifferent to their cries just like Adam Lanza heard them crying and kept on shooting. We defend the rights of one individual even if it means the ending the life of another just like Adam Lanza felt he had the right to use his body to kill children.

Today, let us grieve for these awful murders, but let us also allow this incident open our eyes to how Adam Lanza is not the only one with blood on his hands. When we are silent about abortion, when we vote pro-choice, when we participate in abortion in any way, we too have the blood of children on our hands. May this incident open our eyes to what we are doing to our children and may it be the beginning of the end of abortion in America.



Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts;

let him return to the LORD, that he may have compassion on him, and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon. 

Isaiah 55:7

  • Nov 29 / 2012
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Grace and mom
Abortion, Resources, Sidewalk Counseling Ministry

First Steps (Back) Into Sidewalk Counseling

Let’s be clear. I don’t like spending my Saturday mornings at an abortion clinic. I don’t like sidewalk counseling. And I’d prefer not to confront another abortion-minded woman or pro-choice advocate for the rest of my life.

But you know what I don’t like more? I absolutely can’t stand that little babies are tortured, dismembered, and tossed away like trash in my own community. I am horrified that there are local businesses that actually charge money to murder children and call it “healthcare.” How can I wake up each morning and enjoy my baby girl while I let hundreds of her would-be classmates and best friends and playground buddies be wiped out without a word of concern?

And so, here I am this morning, moved yet again by Proverbs 24:11-12:  “Rescue those being led away to death; hold back those staggering toward slaughter.  If you say, ‘But we knew nothing about this,’ does not he who weighs the heart perceive it? Does not he who guards your life know it? Will he not repay everyone according to what they have done?”

I’ve been away from sidewalk counseling a year now, but am compelled to once again take to the streets.

When my family moved away from Louisville, Kentucky last year one of the things I knew I wouldn’t miss was sidewalk counseling. To be honest, I was actually excited to know that for the first time in 2 years, I could wake up refreshed and ready to enjoy my Saturday mornings. Before our move, Saturday mornings meant waking at 6:00am with knots in my stomach and sorrow in my heart dreading the next 2-3 hours outside the local abortion clinic. Without a doubt, those hours were well spent; but they were no less difficult to endure.

As much as I looked forward to having a break from that grueling ministry, I quickly found I hadn’t moved away from the need of it. Here in Missoula, Montana a city about a 4th the size of Louisville, we have 2, yes I said 2, abortion clinics. Thankfully we have a great Christian pregnancy resource center, but I’ve been disappointed to learn that there aren’t many Christians who are focused on reaching abortion-minded women outside our clinics.

When we first moved here, I know I had many legitimate reasons to hold off jumping back into sidewalk counseling. My family has had some major life adjustments that have demanded the majority of my attention and I don’t regret that worthwhile priority. But at this point, I think I’m more tempted to remain in my happy Saturday morning routine more out of comfort than necessity.

 So with no small amount of trepidation, I am today committing to take my first steps back into sidewalk counseling. This ministry will look much different here and in many ways I feel that I’m starting from scratch. We have no established sidewalk counseling ministry and I have very few resources to even research the way our abortions clinics operate. But in many ways, I know that the Lord had a good plan placing me in this situation. Specifically, I hope to share my step-by-step experience so that you readers can have ideas for how to start similar ministries of your own.

So, here is your official invitation: Will you join me as I journey out to the sidewalks for the sake of the unborn and the cause of Christ’s gospel?

This is an invite for those who’ve considered sidewalk counseling, but not known where to begin. It’s for those burdened for the unborn, but fearful to step out in this radical ministry. For those of you who always have a “reason” you can’t do sidewalk counseling, but know that now really is the time to get involved.

Be on the lookout for future posts as I share resources and ideas based on my Missoula experience. And please join me in praying for the closure of the abortion clinics in my town and yours. Please pray for the spread of the gospel of hope to the abortion-minded in our neighborhoods and pray for courage to communicate it clearly in each encounter. And please let me know if you decide to join me in this effort!

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