Summer of Mercy. Day 6.
Gabrielle and I (Sarah) are here in Germantown, MD participating in the Summer of Mercy 2.0. In previous blog posts we’ve explained a little of what that’s about. Our routine recently has been gathering in front of the abortion clinic three times a day to pray, sing, and stand as a peaceful public witness.
I am so glad to be here - this week has been a good reminder that God is the one in control. He is the one who works in the hearts of men and women. God is the one responsible for changing hearts - not us.
Kneeling down on the dry, August grass besides dozens of Christians of varying faith traditions and churches is unifying. Standing outside in hot, humid weather we cry out to God for the lives of pre-born children. With a deep sense of sinfulness we realize that we need Christ just as much as women who get abortions, abortion center workers, abortionists. We don’t hate them. We love them. We daily pray for their change of heart.
There are a group of pro-abortion advocates down the sidewalk from us. Sometimes we walk past them praying, we offer them water, we don’t insult them. But they aren’t always that considerate to us. Actually, the picture on the top of this post is of one of them pouring water on the pro-life sidewalk chalking that we were doing. (We wrote pro-life messages in chalk all around the building’s sidewalk). The words were “You can’t wash away the TRUTH.” Ironic. They keep trying but all they can clean up is chalk.
I don’t hate pro-choice advocates. I truly do believe that some of them sincerely think they’re helping women. I just feel sorry that they have bought into all these lies. They seem very sad and angry all the time. While they curse, ignore us, video-tape us, write down complaints, we have kids, songs, laughter, community.
Vitality.
And that’s what the pro-life community is about.
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