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Mar 12

Just Report for Duty!

“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13

Feeling as though YOU just cannot minister at a place so depressing as an abortion mill? Have you asked God if His strength might not be powerful enough for YOU? Both you and I know what God has said He will do for strengthening those who obey His call to defend those sentenced to death. So, read now the words of Holocaust-survivor, Corrie Tenboom, and see if she would have you wave your flag of surrender or put on the Armor of God!

“Trying to do the Lord’s work in your own strength is the most confusing, exhausting, and tedious of all work. But when you are filled with the Holy Spirit, then the ministry of Jesus just flows out of you. There are no ‘if’s’ in God’s world. And no places that are safer than other places. The center of His will is our only safety - let us pray that we may always know it! When we see that we are powerless to do a thing, it is a great joy that we can come and step inside the ability of Jesus. So, don’t bother to give God instructions; just report for duty. I must remember that it is not my ability, but my response to God’s ability, that counts.” Corrie TenBoom

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Mar 12

Abortion Mill Ministry Through the Eyes of Children

“We go to the abortion mill because we to want to preach the gospel about Jesus, and there are lives being killed there. That’s why we go and make signs. During our visit we hold our signs at the mockers and the mommy’s, and we are like messengers who tell the other Christians if we saved a baby or not. We basically try to preach the Gospel. When a momma chooses life for her baby, it makes me feel very proud of myself for smiling and holding my sign and saving babies. I think other families should minister at the mill because we need more soldiers to fight in the army of God. We need more people because mommies are like, “Whoa, all these people want me not to… OK, I will not get an abortion.”Riley Rebecca, 6 ½ years old

“We go the abortion mill because life is precious in the eyes of God, and killing is murder, and God told us to minister throughout the world. During our visit I carry a sign around in the view of the mommas who come in. I also pray for the lives of the babies. When a momma chooses life for her baby, it makes me feel very excited and joyful. I feel like I have just won a victory in the fight. I think other families should minister at the mill because many people do not have Jesus in their hearts, and each time we save a baby, we save a life.” - Avery Abigail, 8 years old

“We go to the abortion mill because God says abortion is wrong, and our very presence is a blow to Satan. During our visit I walk around holding up a sign, pray, and feel unspoken screams of baby’s being killed. When a momma chooses life for her baby, it makes me feel happy and I wait for more babies to be saved. I think other families should minister at the mill because they need to fight for God. The “battle” is not at home; the Lord Jesus is calling you. Just like a book I once read called Charlie’s Choice, we are “soldiers for the Lord!” - Elijah Samuel, 9 years old

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2
Mar 12

“God called and we answered!”

I am writing this to share with you the joy that God shared with my wife and I while ministering at the Latrobe Abortion Mill on January 28th, 2012. I hope the reading encourages you to take action and speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves.

Having only been saved by His Grace for a little over a year and a half, I can honestly tell you I didn’t always hold the views in regards to life the way I do now. Since being born again, God began to stir up conviction in my heart to take a stand for what is right. Through my own sinful past, through our children, through friends that were involved in pro-life ministry the Lord began to show both my wife and I that we needed to rise up and help those on the front lines to bring His Love and Truth to the darkness.

In mid January, my wife and I had the opportunity to attend the Cities4Life annual dinner. We got to experience and hear stories first hand of what God was doing in and around our community in regards to standing up for life. After this dinner, we knew we were being called as laborers to defend the defenseless. On January 28, 2012 my wife and I stepped outside our comfort zone and decided to follow the Lord’s calling to Latrobe abortion mill to help minister to the lost. Honestly, I was a little bit nervous, fearing the unknown about this kind of ministry. Growing up, you always hear the worst about pro-life ministry as well as the response from the people at the mills. I quickly turned those fears over to the Lord and prayed for our family to be strengthened by Him in our weakness.

I remember when we were leaving the house and feeling the sun shining on us and thinking to myself that I probably would not need the jacket I was wearing. However, the closer we drove to the mill, the sun seemed to be overtaken by the clouds, and by the time we got there the sky became dark and the weather cold and rainy. Being at the mill was extremely dark and cold both literally and spiritually. My wife and I along with the friends who we came with said a prayer to the Lord for Him to use us today in whatever capacity He saw fit. The first thing I noticed were the loving saints that were already there. There was a microphone and speaker set up, and sweet glorifying music was being played for everyone to hear. As cars started to roll into the parking lot, many Cities4Life brothers and sisters began to speak on the mic. They blew me away with the Love of Jesus they displayed. They began to plead to the moms and dads not to destroy the life that was inside of them. I was amazed as I didn’t hear anyone preaching a condemning message but a truthful message about the Good News of Jesus Christ and His forgiveness of sins. They were faithful to preach the Good News of Jesus Christ and make much of the Love that God exhibits to His followers.

Sadly enough, many more cars began to roll in. Some stopped and were open to talking with us and taking info about alternatives to their abortion. We pleaded for them as they walked in and told them about Cities4Life, and the great options they have, the doctors who were standing by to provide free pre-natal visits as well as free deliveries, we told them about the parents who would love to adopt their child as well as the lavish baby showers that Cities4Life could throw them. Sadly, many of the mothers and fathers had hardened their heart to the good news we were sharing with them and ultimately had their mind made up that they would choose January 28, 2012 to be the day to kill their baby. When in the trenches and engaged in spiritual warfare, the best thing you can do is pray that God would come through and intervene, that His Holy Spirit would convict those we were trying to minister to. We continued to pray…

What happened next brought me to tears. As cars continued to drive in to have their children executed, it felt like the day was getting darker and more spiritually void. In the midst of that horrible darkness, I heard something so sweet, something I have never heard before. My beautiful and most loving wife, who is normally quite reserved and not the most out spoken person in the world, was on the microphone pleading to a couple to choose life. With my wife being from South America and being fluent in Spanish, the Holy Spirit led her to start ministering to a Latino couple who showed up to kill their baby. My eyes swelled up as I heard her being used by God to breathe life into this couple. This couple paused as they got out of their car to listen to what my wife was saying. The closer they got to the door the more intensely my wife pleaded them not to go in. Despite her pleading, they still went in. The husband left the building and with his daughter in the car seat in the back seat departed the parking lot. On his way out, the man stopped and talked to my wife. She was able to give him the truth about life and continue to implore him to choose life. After he drove away, we continued to pray for the family and for God to convict them. About 45 minutes later the man and his daughter returned to pick up his wife. As they left the building, they were smiling. We were able to talk to them once they left the parking lot. Apparently, the mill was backed up and their appointment got pushed back a few hours. The lady and man after hearing the Gospel of Jesus and meeting my wife and hearing her testimony decided to choose life. Hallelujah! My wife gave them her info as well as the doctor’s name who could help them.

Brothers and sisters, I write this to you to share with you the love that God shared with us that day. You see, in our own flesh, we didn’t want to go outside an abortion mill to minister, we didn’t want to wake up early on a Saturday morning to go and stand in the cold rainy weather, we would have rather lay in our warm beds and enjoyed our day off work. However, God called and we answered. I am not saying any of this to boast, but merely to encourage others to answer the calling from which God has given His Church. As the church, we are responsible for standing up for what is right. We cannot keep sitting back and waiting for the secular government to do the right thing. We must stand for what is right and fill in the gap and allow the Lord to use as He sees fit. If you have never been to a mill to minister, chances are you probably have a distorted view of what really goes on there. I implore anyone who follows Christ to take up your cross and allow Him to use you to help bring light to one of the darkest places around a murder mill. It’s happening in our own backyards, what will you do? Will you share the Good News of Jesus Christ with those who so desperately need it?

What did Jesus do?

John 10:10 ”Jesus says ‘The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.’”

What will you do?

Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.

- Brian O. (pictured above)

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Mar 12

The Heartbreak: God has us there for a reason!

Cities4Life loves to share the reports of all the wonderful victories, both big and small, that happen during our times of ministry at the Charlotte abortion mills. However, there are also plenty of moments of heartbreak, for both those going into the mills and those ministering on the sidewalks. We must always remember that God has us there at that time to minister for a specific reason! The results are out of our control…they are in God’s hands. Our only job is to show up and show Jesus to those who need Him and haven’t yet found Him! Read the below story and join us in praying for this young girl and her family! - Lisa

Today I was praying at the Hebron Abortion Mill as the girls were leaving after their abortions. There was one girl, who is still ripping my heart apart. She was taken there by her mother, father and sister. She could hardly walk out of the clinic, and had to be helped into the car by her mom.

I stopped them as they were leaving and handed them a 180 Movie. I was able to pray with them and for them. The thing that broke my heart was they had the Tiny Hands Book, and it had obviously been looked through as it was ragged, and the mother of the girl who had the abortion still had it as they were leaving. The post-abortive girl, who was sobbing in the back seat with her head in her sister’s lap, wouldn’t even look at me. I gave them my phone number for any follow up, but my heart is simply breaking for this family, the girl didn’t look to be more than 16 or 17 years old.

I really wish I could have been there earlier. I’m not sure what’s more devastating, watching them go in, or watching them come out. I can’t shake what I saw, but can only pray God moves in her heart and life.

Jennifer Edwards

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29
Feb 12

A Life Changing Event

About a year ago, I discovered that a dear sister in Christ that I know had been going out to the abortion mill to minister with another family. I had a wide range of emotions from shock to envy. At that time, I had been praying for the Lord to show me somewhere that we could minister with our large family. After reading about what these ladies were doing, I wondered if this was something we could do. Yet I wasn’t certain that this was what He would have us do and I spent months ignoring what I was feeling in my gut. Then it happened…I saw that post on Facebook announcing the 2nd annual Cities4Life dinner…and I knew I had to act and see what this was all about.

Being the procrastinator that I am, I put off registering for the event only to find out that it was full. I was so disappointed it nearly brought me to tears. With a heavy heart, I signed up to be put on the waiting list. A few days later, I sat at the computer to check Facebook. The lovely Jeannette Wilson had written on my wall…letting me know she had gotten me bumped from the waiting list!! I read and re-read this post, just to be sure I was seeing it right. This was an answer to prayer and I expressed my gratitude to her profusely I quickly filled hubby in to let him know we were all set and we both looked forward to the event with great anticipation.

The Cities4Life dinner was wonderful…truly amazing. It was everything I had hoped it would be, and so much more! My husband and I left that evening with complete conviction that we must do more than just say we are pro-life and that abortion is murder. We knew that we now had to act on our beliefs…that the Lord was leading us into something that would have a profound effect on us as a family. This was the answer to our prayer for an area our family could minister in together - my husband, myself, and our 9 children.

At the dinner we were challenged to head out to the Latrobe abortion mill the next morning to meet up with the Cities4Life team. Neither my husband nor I had ever done anything like this before. We discussed it at home that night and my husband decided I should go and see what it was like and he would stay with the kids. I lay in bed that night wondering what it would be like out there. I prayed and prayed as I tried to prepare myself for the next morning.

On that Saturday morning, I left my warm, cozy home and stepped out in faith. I had prayed and I was ready, or so I thought. Nothing could have ever fully prepared me for what I was about the experience. As I turned on to Latrobe Drive and drove just a short way, I could feel a weight of heaviness come over me. I kept driving until I got to the right place, all the while with an increasing heaviness. I parked the van, said a quick prayer and told myself everything was fine, and to stop being so emotional.

As I walked up to where people were beginning to gather I looked around in astonishment, trying to soak it all in. The parking lot “bouncers” were there playing nasty music and generally trying to look intimidating. There were women from N.O.W., there were people from Cities4Life, there were children holding signs alongside their parents, there was someone speaking truth on the mic, and there were cars pulling into that lot at an alarming rate. It looked more like a McDonald’s drive-thru! I watched in horror as woman after woman walked into the mill, some staring at us, some laughing like it was just another day.

The line between light and darkness was very clear and the spiritual battle was palpable. I had never before in my life felt ANYTHING like it. We worshiped, we prayed, we sang, experienced people talked on the mic and handed out information to those who would stop and listen. It was horrible yet amazing, devastating yet wonderful…all at the same time. All I could do was cry and pray for the Lord to have mercy on those precious babies and open the eyes of these blinded people.

When it was time to leave, I walked back to my van shaken to the core of my being. How could we as a family have done nothing for so long? And why the deafening silence from the church?

I climbed into the van and was immediately overcome with a terrible migraine. Unsure how I managed to drive home feeling the way I did, I fell into bed for most of the day convinced I was under spiritual attack from the enemy, trying to keep me from going back to that horrible place. But hasn’t the enemy always been a murderer, thief, and liar? I couldn’t listen to him.

I’ve been back every week since, at least once if not twice each week. Some of my children have gone with me. I will be taking all of them out there with me very soon. We are beginning to prepare their young, tender hearts and will have them making signs of their own to hold. While part of me wanted to take them out there right away, I’ve had to deal with my own heart and emotions first!

My life has been forever changed. I will never be the same. I will no longer be able to sit on the sidelines while other faithful Christians do all the work. Members of my family have questioned my sanity and are especially concerned that I would take my children to such a place. Each week I’ve seen more and more children out there. The faith of a child is an amazing thing…they are far less fearful than we adults. What could be better for these women to see as they are pulling in than children? And who better to storm the gates of hell together than families? I pray that the Lord will use us mightily in the weeks, months, and years to come to put an end to abortion in this city, and this country. May the Lord have mercy on us all.

Jennifer Dorr

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