Thoughts along the sidewalk of LIFE.

Today, a fellow prolife sidewalk advocate told a story of a new proabort 'deathscort' at an abortuary near his home. This 'man' called himself a non-denominational CHRISTIAN. Okay...that made me a bit SICK, but the reason - the excuse - this person is a clinic 'escort' is "...if there was no abortion facility available, two would die instead of one".

There is a certain insanity with sin, but leading the innocent into the fiery furnace is abominable. What this so-called Christian deathscort does to the unborn and their mothers is not one bit different than what ISIS does OR what Hitler did. There are so many people who really believe that they are 'making a difference' by doing this thing. God is not pleased and He does NOT forget. 

A few months ago, we went to a hearing for a local late-term abortionist and saw 'women' from NARAL sporting signs that actually said PROCHOICE CHRISTIAN, among other things. My dear reader: THERE IS NO SUCH THING. You are either prochoice or a Christian. Period.

On the sidewalk this week, I saw a young woman who had a brand new car, still had the temp tags on it...and getting an abortion. She chose her new car over her own child. Now, if women did that AFTER the baby is born, it's a felony punishable by many years of prison. However, today, as long as the baby isn't born yet, no problem. 

Moms bring daughters all the time. These girls look lonely and totally uninformed of what is about to happen. And their moms really don't think they have anyone to answer to after their daughter's abortion. All they see is the money saved from buying diapers, formula, clothes, carseats, strollers, etc. An unborn child is a commodity, a non person who died so she can keep herself in long nails and skinny jeans. 

I assure you, that after nearly 38 years, I will never forget that my mother forced me to kill my baby FOR HER. She has never shown remorse or even acknowledged the abortion of her very own grandchild. All of these moms who bring daughters have no responsibility in this at all. As I walk the sidewalk, pray and observe, this is still at the very surface of my soul, a grim reminder of this insanity of sin that is perpetrated at least 3500 times per day in AMERICA.