The following is from an email blast sent out by Dr. Monique Ruberu. She shares about a pro-lifer’s encounter with a man whose girlfriend was getting an abortion at 777 Appletree.
Abortion hurts. It hurts the child the mother and the father. It hurts the siblings, the grandparents, the great grandparents and every one of us that miss out on the gift of that human being.
Often at the abortion centers, we encounter men who are completely helpless. They have no “choice” in the matter and their inability to protect their child is heartbreaking.
Thank you for being there for these men as well. I thank God that Rita was there to acknowledge one of these men’s pain and try to be the hands and feet of Jesus at that moment…
Sadly, this mother likely didn’t change her mind, but at least this man may be exposed to the love of Jesus… sometimes all we can do is plant a seed and let God grow it within them.
Here is Rita’s encounter:
I had a divine appointment yesterday at Appletree. After driving around forever to find a parking space, I found a space on Appletree Street on the same block as the clinic. Once I found the spot I had to put a note on my car in an attempt to avoid getting a ticket while I wandered all over to get change for the kiosk. In my frustration, I was, honestly, tempted to leave but I pressed past the temptation for the cause. This proved to be perfectly orchestrated as I finally got change and purchased my ticket at the kiosk. As I stepped away from the kiosk a guy walked up, looked at the kiosk, and asked me in frustration if it took dollar bills. I told him, “No” and expressed my frustration about the situation to him as well. I just knew that he was with someone that was in Appletree so I purposely used this encounter as a segue to approach his reason for being there.
So my next question was, “Where are you going?” He said, “My lady is in there” and pointed to the clinic. I said, “Oh, she is in there having an abortion?” He hung his head in sorrow and said, “Yeah.” I replied, “I’m so sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?” He hung and shook his head again, shrugged his shoulders, and said, “Naw. She made up her mind.” He said that she has lupus and didn’t want the complications. I asked him if she did it yet and he said he didn’t know but there was nothing he could do. I told him that I was so sorry and shared with him the story of my termination as a teenager and how 35 years later the father of the baby still talked about our baby with regret. As I walked him to his car, I told him that I know abortion hurts men. I had just parked, so I didn’t get a chance to grab any literature from our post so I gave him a gospel tract and shared with him the love of Jesus for him, his girlfriend, and their baby.
After I gave him the track, it occurred to me that I could write the names of resources on the back of the track for him. I saw a pen in his car and asked if I could use it to write some resources on the track for him but he declined. However, he did keep the tract. I asked his name to pray for him. He said his name is Antoine. If nothing else, I can usher him by name to the throne of God that the Holy Spirit would intervene and draw them to Himself in love, repentance, and healing. I believe that the process started the moment we met.
please continue to join us in filling the following hours:
Mon 3/2 : 12th and locust: 12,1,2
Tues 3/3 12th and locust – Ed will be there – come and join him as the 2nd person at 9,10,11,12,2,3
Wed 3/4: 12th and locust: 2
Thurs 3/5: 12th and loc: 10,12,1
God bless you all!
Blogger’s Note: This is why we must be present outside of these abortion facilities. We must, like Christ, overcome the unruly passions of the word to share his message with others.