“Praise the Lord, who is so good, God’s love endures forever” Psalm 136:1
The Lord has blessed our first 37 days of the campaign in numerous ways, and Day 38 was no exception. Read about the Lord’s blessing (including the blessing of another unborn child being saved and mother spared the pain of abortion) in the stories from Sally and Ginny below.
Early morning shift manager, Sally wrote:
Very cold & windy today. No church scheduled for the morning, but 5 people from 5 different churches showed up to pray. Pete, St. Ferdinand, Sue, St. Sebastian, Sally S., Immaculate Heart, Brandon, Ambassador Baptist & Lillian, Most Holy Name.
PP was moderately busy. Two women abortionists we do not know went in around 9 a.m.
One man, a workman passing by, thanked us for being there, “without the ugly pictures”, which “caused his 4 year old to have nightmares” when she saw them at another time & location. I explained that when the 40 Days is over, the pictures will most likely be back, & that they are necessary to show teens and young adults what an abortion really looks like. PP will not tell them that “blobs of tissue” really is a living, growing, thumb sucking baby with a beating heart and all necessary body parts. He accepted that and took one of the newspapers we give out to show to his older children.
Ginny wrote the following account of a baby saved from abortion today during the second shift:
There were two women who came out of PP in tears this afternoon. I asked the one crying the most, if she would like some help. She said yes and she did not get the abortion. When she saw her sonogram, she could not do it. Her name is Lisa. She has two other children a 7 month old and one a little older. I thought she said 3 years. She took all the info I gave her. Her boyfriend left her and did not want anything to do with the baby. They all prayed with us, for them, her baby and for her boyfriend. This is the first time I have actually been the person to talk to women who changed her mind. I am so overjoyed that God gave me this opportunity. Sally thinks they were the same women she gave information to this morning.
North American Martyrs was the church that had adopted the second shift today. Ginny took these photos:
During the third shift today, Pat and Nikki were the shift managers. Pat wrote the following account of his time from 3pm-5pm:
“Go f— yourself.” This what the young man said to me in response to my asking his girlfriend if I could give her something. I had just seen them leaving PP with a brown paper bag – something Nikki recently informed me was the telltale sign of a woman who had just had an abortion. The something I wanted to give her was a pamphlet on healing after an abortion.
Although I hid my reaction to his words well, both from him and from the others praying with me, the comment was so jarring that it left me off-kilter for several minutes. What a complete contrast to hearing from Marie Hunkele an hour or so earlier that a baby had been saved. But isn’t that how things go when good contends with evil at the one place in Pittsburgh where that battle is most evident and most concentrated?
As this was my last shift for this campaign, I want to thank the Cahill family for their constant presence with me from 3-5 (and then with Nikki from 5-7). I’ve learned so much from talking with each of you and I’ve really been inspired by all of you. It was a true joy.
Nikki wrote this account of her 5pm-7pm shift:
Friday nights are my LEAST favorite shift. The crowds are much different than they are during the day…and we often get negative reactions and receive harrassment and tauntings. Tonight was very powerful spiritual warfare. I can’t say I would choose it…but it was like exercise. It was good for me.
Lisa from SS. Peter and Paul in Beaver…along with her children, Julie and David, Suzan and Eileen were the prayer volunteers during the third shift. Here is a photo:
One beautiful young black girl (in her teens) stopped, and although we were praying, she waited for an opportunity to talk with me. She told me that she respected us for doing this. She said that not many people would stand out in this weather for a cause…and she really respected us for that.
One nice-looking professional man was getting into his car and we made eye contact. I smiled as I was praying…but he didn’t smile back. I could tell he was wrestling with whether or not he should bother telling me what he thought. He chose to tell me. He walked toward me with an angry look on his face. He told me that we should be ashamed of ourselves for making girls feel worse than they already do. He saw a girl crying the other day and trying to make a decision, and we were bothering her. I explained that we are there to help and offer resourses that could help them and save the lives of their children. I don’t think he changed his opinion of us, but there was no yelling or rudeness. He got in his car and left.
Then…the spooky stuff started. A man in his 40’s stopped to talk to us. He began by saying how much he hates the graphic signs. We explained why they are necessary. He said he believed in Jesus, and was an Irish Catholic, but he continually used the “F” word while speaking to us. He had a lot of anger and hatred in him…said “Fags” should die…I think he said he hated Jews also. We tried to witness to him about forgiveness and Christ’s sacrifice…but it seemed to not go anywhere. He began describing how he “lost his soul” in Afghanistan. He witnessed terrible things, such as Afghan soldiers sodomizing dead bodies…and corpses stacked like firewood and burned. He did terrible things like killing children that were being used as human shields. He said he actually saw Satan materialize…like in a puff of smoke…right in front of him. It became clear that there was some evil that we were dealing with here…and he would not leave. He was there with us for at least 45 minutes. One of our prayer volunteers, David, began to softly repeat the Lord’s prayer over and over. I joined in. As Susan and Julie continued to attempt to speak truth to “Danny’s” distorted perceptions…David and I prayed softly. All of a sudden…like an angel appearing from heaven…Eileen showed up with a bottle of Holy water!!! I saw her begin sprinkling it on the sidewalk in front of the clinic. She did not know anything about what was going on. I whispered to her, asking if she could sprinkle the Holy water around Danny without him noticing. She did…and amazingly he began to say the Lord’s prayer with us!!! After he said it a few times, he told us we were really nice people and he left!!! God is truly wonderful!
The Jericho march was powerful, in the dark and behind the alley where Planned Parenthood’s dumster is. We are making a difference. We are gaining ground for the Kingdom of God and darkness is being pushed back! I can feel it!
It was a privilege to listen to Eric Sheidler. He had a lot of valuable wisdom to share.
This was an exhausting but GOOD day!
Dr. Timothy Fahrenholz