First Fruits Friday - Meet Them Where They're At
In today’s culture, it can be difficult to relate to someone. Especially if their views/beliefs are different from ours. There was a great example of this during yesterday afternoon’s abortion day. It was near the end of the day and two women arrived together at the abortion facility. They pulled into our parking lot and I began to strike up a conversation with them as they were walking up to the facility. I was very aware that they related more to “pop” culture rather than a conservative worldview. I was careful of how I approached the topic due to wanting to do my best in conveying a message they would relate to. I was truly unsure how they were going to respond. However, to my surprise, they were very intent on what I had to share with them.
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First Fruits Friday - Call to Action
We attempted to talk to both the patient as well as the mom. However, they were not interested in speaking to us. The mom sat in the car for several hours, until one of the abortion workers came out and asked her to move her car so another patient could park. I motioned to her that she could park in our parking lot. I saw this as an opportunity to be able to connect with her. She took me up on my offer and parked here at Seneca.
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First Fruits Friday - Just be Yourself
As the hands and feet of Christ, on the sidewalk of the abortion facility, it can seem overwhelming; like being in a losing battle. The culture has celebrated abortion and made women and men believe that abortion is the solution to a problem pregnancy, but that could not be further from the truth.
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First Fruits Friday - A Look Back
Just a year ago, on June 24, 2022, we received the wonderful news that unfettered abortion would no longer be the law of the land. That news brought us great hope at Seneca. We did not know what to expect, but as people of great faith, we knew God would work miracles in our midst.
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First Fruits Friday - Standing For Life
After completing the training, I embarked on my first experience as a Sidewalk advocate. It wasn’t difficult to talk to people, but resisting the urge to judge them and their families was even more challenging. I saw young women coming to the facility alone or with their boyfriends, husbands, or parents. It wasn’t easy to comprehend, and I struggled to process it all. I had so many questions for God: Why was this happening? Why are You allowing it? As I waited for the next client to arrive, I constantly prayed, asking God to allow me to save at least one child. It was a small prayer that gave me a great deal of meaning.
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