If Thou Be Glorified - Abortion Mill Update

It’s hard to know where to begin in recounting our time at the abortion mills today. A part of me feels like shouting “hallelujah!” and another part feels like weeping. However, one thing that I do know is that no matter what I feel or what happened “if Thou [God] be glorified” (as the poem in my last post said) we will rejoice.

Today one of my sisters joined my Father and me out at the clinic for her first time. The three of us began our morning with “the Gatekeeper” and another pro-lifer at one clinic. Although we were a bit later than we had planned to be, when we arrived there were only a couple staff there and no customers. Then, through some various events, we learned that they were not doing abortions there today! Praise Jesus! I was so happy that I felt like crying and singing at the same time! We know that the battle at this clinic is not over yet. They will be doing abortions there later this week. But please join us in continuing to pray that days like today would become the norm!

There were two encouraging encounters this morning before we left that clinic. As we were gathering up our things, a truck driver pulling out of the road across from the clinic stopped mid-turn and called out his window “God bless you!” before continuing on. It may have been a “little” thing, but it meant a lot. It was a good reminder to me that it is sometimes the “little” things that mean the most. And then, just as we were getting in our car, another pro-lifer pulled up and introduced us to “E”, a mother who chose life at that clinic about two years ago and her adorable baby boy, “K”. The Lord knew that we would need that encouragement and sent it at the right time!

My sister and I outside an abortion mill with our new sign. (Although it may look like part of the first T is missing, that is only the reflection of the camera flash.)

Since there were no abortions being done at the one clinic, we left early and headed over to another clinic to join the brothers and sisters witnessing there. We were thankful to hear about a couple women who had already chosen life before we got there! We arrived only a short time before the abortionist, but we still had several interactions with the customers.

At one point, two very well-dressed men drove in and went inside the clinic. We were hopeful that they were inspectors and that the clinic would be closed down. Alas, they were with the DHS. You see, we as peaceful, loving, truth-bearing Christians are viewed as a threat to our society. We are dangerous. We are equated with terrorists. Our response? We thank God for every day that we are not being persecuted so that we can continue to share His message of hope. And if we are ever persecuted, we will “rejoice that [we are] considered worthy to suffer shame for His name”!

I want to share one more thing from our day, one of the hardest for me since I began going out to the clinics. One mother that came to the clinic, “A”, was eleven weeks pregnant. She was already on the mobile ultrasound unit when we arrived. She saw her dear little unborn child on there and talked with some ladies. When she came out, she spent a while at her vehicle which was parked in the street behind the ultrasound RV, obviously still undecided. Then she began walking toward the clinic. One of the older men appealed to her. She stopped and listened to him for a few minutes until she finally walked back out onto the street. Over the next hour, he continued to speak to her with such gentle and loving authority as he shared God’s truth and many other things with her.

After about an hour of praying like I’m not sure I’ve ever prayed before, my Father, sister, and I stepped into the conversation and the other brother had to leave. We continued to share with her for another hour. During that time she kept saying, “I just don’t want another baby right now” (she already has two children) and “I just want to make my own decisions”. We shared with her that she didn’t get to choose whether she had another baby right now. That choice was already made. She already has a baby. The only choice she had now was what she was going to do with that baby. We continued to encourage her to just get in her car and drive away and that she needed more time to think about this.

Throughout the conversation her eyes continued to wander toward the clinic. I also noticed that her feet seemed to mirror her thoughts and words. Sometimes they would both be pointed toward the clinic, sometimes both away. Other times one was pointed each way, or she would step closer or further from the driveway. Even though she clearly told us that she knew she wanted to have the abortion, she certainly must have had some kind of indecision because of the way she acted.

In the end, she did go inside the clinic. Her appointment was scheduled for eleven in the morning and it was now two in the afternoon. She wasn’t sure if they would let her keep her appointment, but she said she wanted to go see because she “just want[ed] to get this over with”. Feeling helpless as there was nothing more that we as humans could do, we offered the rest to God and made our way to our car. Just as we were about to leave, however, she came back out to her car and drove away! That was most likely due to them not being able to take her at that point, but whatever the case it will give her time to think about everything that she heard. Please pray for “A” that she would not return. We may never know the outcome of this situation or many others on this side of eternity. But “if Thou be glorified”, it will have been worth everything!