Four years ago, on Fenton Road, she kept her baby. That child is four years old now. We are so thankful.
And today she is in the same kind of place again. Thinking about abortion.
We don’t soften it. This is murder. That baby is already alive. God knows her. God knows her children. God knows this baby too.
“Don’t do it. Let me help you. For real.”
“Trust in the Lord Jesus…”
“You didn’t do it before… Don’t do it!”
Were the final words we could yell as she drove off.
So pray. For the child in her womb. For mercy again on the sidewalk where God already wrote one rescue into her story. May he be pleased to write another one.
