National 40 Days for Life daily intention for March 10: Pray that the abortionists and all workers in abortion facilities would be troubled in their souls regarding their work and would seek truth.
Perpetual Adoration Chapels Sts. John and Paul, St. Thomas More and St. Monica have agreed to specifically pray these daily devotions which also include scripture and a reflection, overnight from 7pm-7am to cover the hours when we are not on the sidewalk.
Pictures of the binder that volunteer Marie put together for the overnight pray-ers!
We are thankful for this off-site presence in the 40 Days for Life vigil… for supporting those on the street downtown and extending the presence of people praying to be around the clock!
7am darkness and yet Tom, Nikki, Tracey, Beth, Shawn and Gregg were all “wide eyed and bushy tailed”…ready for the sidewalk. Beth and Shawn are from St. Peter Catholic Church in Steubenville…so you know how early they were up! The day had several bumps including a PP employee yelling at Gregg to get out of the circle. This happens but this attack had more venom. It truly felt like she viewed us as an enemy…not someone with different views. It gave me a very sick feeling. In last Saturday’s readings (Matthew 5:44-48) it said,”So be perfect just as your Heavenly Father is perfect…for Jesus, perfection involves loving our enemies and praying for our persecutors”. I know we do pray for the employees of PP but this morning that was hard to do and I saw how far from “perfect” I can be. Charlene
Since my parish’s Respect Life Committee is having a diaper&wipies drive as a “Lenten Almsgiving Opportunity” (easy to do! Just put marked bins at the church exits, place announcements in your Sunday Bulletin, and send out email blasts plugging both this and 40 Days) , I had the privilege of stopping by Catholic Charities on the way to my shift, to drop off diapers for their Pregnancy and Parenting Program.
I joined a great group on the sidewalk, including Charlene and Greg from the previous shift; Tracey and a husband and wife duo who had come all the way from Steubenville; and Priscilla, the most faithful prayer warrior ever!! Sadly, PP had a lot of victims this morning, but whenever someone leaves and accepts pro-life literature, there is hope that maybe she has changed (or will change) her mind.
Bill H stopped by, armed with holy water, to offer prayer and witness before heading to a Bible study at First Presbyterian. Mary Ann arrived very early for the next shift and was joined by Mary and another lovely lady. Then a couple arrived spontaneously to pray a Rosary for the babies and their parents, and on the other side of the Bubble a prayerful young grad student appeared as well. As my dear, sainted father always said, “You never meet anybody in the pro-life movement who isn’t NICE!”
11-1: Mary Ann
It was a terrible time on the sidewalk. I really do not like being there in the middle of the day. But, I guess this is not all about me and what I want, is it? So many precious lives were lost today, discarded like so much trash. It was so busy, probably 8 to 10 couples went through those doors for abortions just in the two hours that I was there. I felt compelled once again to just stay on my knees in prayer the entire time. As terrible as it was, it was very uplifting to see Ken and Steve who had signed up for the two hour shift to make sure I was not alone!
Also, it was good to see Joan who was sidewalk advocating for the first hour, and then Michelle who came to sidewalk advocate for the second hour. Both of these ladies were very gentle and kind and offered helpful information to all who passed by and who went in to the clinic.
As I was on my knees praying, one couple practically bounced into Planned Parenthood, and in a singsong voice, exclaimed, “What a beautiful day for an abortion!” I felt such sadness for that little one whose life was being ended in such a callous and thoughtless way. That little one did not know that its life was going to come to a screeching halt within the next hour. The only thing that little one knew was the safety and the warmth of his or her mothers body. The only thing he or she had ever heard was the sound of the mother’s heartbeat and her voice. As I prayed, I thought about how tragic and pitiful the killing of these babies is. An analogy came to mind. Think of a young girl who is preparing for her wedding day. She is nervous, excited and full of anticipation for her big day and looking forward to her new life as the wife of her beloved husband to be. Imagine her in her room getting ready, making sure her make up is just perfect, her hair the best that she can make it look, and finally, putting on her wedding gown. The moment has arrived! She arrives at the church and prepares to walk down the aisle. She is so excited and nervous and scared. Everybody is going to be looking at her and she is hoping her beloved will think she is beautiful. But then, as she walks toward him, he suddenly pulls out a gun and he shoots her dead, right in front of everybody in the church. It turns out everybody is in on it. They all laugh and clap their hands as the young woman sinks into a puddle of blood and dies. In my mind, that is what is happening to these little ones. They are just beginning to develop, little hands and feet and eyes and mouths. Their hearts are beating their blood circulating, they are stretching and yawning and dreaming. Sure, they don’t know what the outside world is like, and they don’t know what to expect, but their soul is just as big as ours. There is no such thing as a baby soul. All souls are perfect and complete, made by God. So, her soul is anticipating the life that God had planned for it, and is anxiously awaiting the meeting of its mother and father, who are the very ones who have orchestrated her death…right in front of everybody, with everybody in on it. Nobody has pity for her as she dies. I did see one couple leave, and there were tears streaming from the young woman’s eyes, while her friend patted her back gently, trying to comfort her. At least somebody cried for that one.