Taking the Next Right “trip”
It had been one of those days at the mill. The weather was a mere 102. My clothes were sticking to me as I walked back and forth praying my rosary hoping for a miracle between the cracks in the sidewalk. This particular Wednesday afternoon, the parking lot was overflowing with cars and people hanging outside the Planned Parenthood patio. Dads, grandmas, and children wait under brightly colored umbrellas while their daughter, wife, girlfriend abort.
We live in strange times to say the least where right is wrong and wrong is right and truth is relative to any given moment. In other words, a culture of narcissism surrounds us clothed in reason according to my understanding void of true selflessness. I continued praying my rosary, step by step as the security cameras and armed guard kept a close eye on me. That afternoon I talked to a few women and young teenagers and passed out info about NFP and pro life literature with joy hoping at least I might save a future child, if I can encourage the women going in for birth control to consider natural family planning and chastity before they say I DO.
The time went by quickly, and as I was gathering my signs and nodding good bye to the security guard, I noticed a car pull in front of PP without going into the parking lot. Their windows rolled down and seemed to be pondering a decision to turn in or not. I didn’t have my literature on me as it was a good distance away. I quickly approached the car window with no literature and asked, “Do you have an appointment at Planned Parenthood today?”
The young Hispanic driver, answered “yes.”
His girlfriend; with her head down, did not answer.” Are you pregnant? I asked with forthrightness.
She said with no emotion, ” We are coming back this afternoon.”
“You must get an ultrasound! Your child is precious and is innocent of whatever circumstances brought you to this cross road! Abortion does not take away motherhood. You will be a mom no matter what, grieving the tragic death of your child or celebrating life as a single mom or a mom who chooses open adoption !”
I emphatically pleaded and continued. “There is a free medical clinic around the corner, they are open right now! Let me get you the info and address!”
The boyfriend looked relieved that perhaps his girlfriend might change her mind.
I turned around and walked a few steps and suddenly I was on the ground completely flat on my stomach with my phone bouncing out of my hand and a sharp pain pierced my rib and right knee. I laid on the grass for a few moments, praying this couple would not leave as I had tripped on a tree root! (see photo below). Without missing a beat, I pulled myself up with pain in my rib and knee, and quickly grabbed my literature along with a Donald Duck baby bib and ran back to the car.
” Honey, here you go! I am fine. Still walking!” Ironically, my untimely trip gave me a bit more time to share with them and encourage both of them to choose life! As they had heard my fall and groaning. They eagerly took the baby bib and pro life literature. I reached for the boyfriend’s hand squeezed it and looked deep into their eyes, and said, thank you for choosing life. She smiled back and held the tiny bib in her hand.
I knew a child had been saved as I took the next right trip!
Indeed, All of heaven rejoiced! On this day Roe vs Wade was overturned.