On January 8th 2011, a young man stood outside of one of the largest abortion facilities in Pennsylvania. He was nervous that even the bitter cold morning did not keep him from hiding it. Later, a seasoned pro-lifer (the late John Stanton) pulled up as he helped him place a sign on the corner that floored him about the number of abortions committed at this location alone. Before he can blinked, his neighbors showed up and were thrilled to see him. His presence gave them hope.
Since that bitter cold morning of January 2011, he continued to get more and more involved with the pro-life movement that included regular participation in prayer vigils, at large events, and recruiting new people from time to time. He was jeered, assaulted, and even taunted all because he wanted to do “what God wants him to do.”
That young man is me and I am not done until we end abortion on the streets of Philadelphia and every major city across the United States and throughout the world.