Answered Prayers

Saturday morning at Emily's rolled around a great deal warmer than it has been since I arrived 2 weeks ago. It also rolled around with 2 policemen, a security guard, and an escort out in front of the building.

Everything is possible with God and because He is our helper, we have nothing to fear in this life. Though this is true and gives a great peace to my work, I was still a bit nervous on that street corner. At one point I half-jokingly prayed: "Lord, I know that you send an army of angels to protect us every day on this sidewalk....but could you, you know, only if you want to... maybe send an army I can see to calm these quivering, human nerves?"

I was not entirely expecting anyone to come. Not that God can't do something like that. We all know that He can do anything. But I thought that God was building up my trust and courage by allowing me to lean on him alone. I thought that I would simply have to push through those last couple of hours. However, a little while later, I happened to glance northward up the sidewalk and spotted a priest, several brothers, and a gaggle of college-aged prayer warriors walking my way. My jaw dropped. They come out on Saturdays to peacefully protest against abortion and try to turn girls around before they enter the abortion mill.

I was completely overwhelmed with gratitude both to God and the army I could now see. There are scores of people standing in the ranks beside us in this battle for life that we never see. And we don't need to see them to know that we have support. But that day, seeing others made all the difference in the world. Thank God for answered prayers.