This morning my sister, a friend from church and I went to pray for an hour in front of a local abortion clinic as part of a peaceful prayer vigil. This was my first time praying in front of a clinic so I was somewhat relieved that it was going to be closed during the hour we were there. I wasn't sure I'd be able to handle seeing someone go inside to end the life of their child. As it turned out the clinic was open and busy. During the hour we were there at least four women entered the clinic. Only one agreed to take an information brochure about a local crisis pregnancy center from a sidewalk counselor, but she still went inside the clinic and did not come back out while we were there.
All I could think about when I saw these women was my beautiful baby girl. I felt like I was going to be sick when I thought about all the sweet little girls and boys that wouldn't have a chance to be born because of what was going on inside that building. As I tried to focus on my prayers I was overwhelmed with grief and wept. Today the fight for life became more real to me than ever.
As my daughter snuggled in my lap this afternoon, my soul was comforted as I reflected on Psalm 34:18 (NIV): The LORD is close to the brokenhearted
and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
Grace and peace to you my friends.