"At The Other End of The Spectrum..."

A homeschooler writes:

I know you are all praying for the 40 days for life. At the other end
of the life spectrum, a major attack is underway in Washington state.
Saturday morning, Oct 6th a very critical meeting of the Washington State
Medical Association will be in session in Tacoma. They are meeting to determine
whether they should take a neutral position on physician assisted suicide.

This is exactly what proceeded the disaster in Oregon- the medical
leadership went neutral and all hell broke loose because good men did not take a
position of defending life. The Oregon physicians have since recanted greater
than 100 to 1, but it was too late, the damage was done and now PAS is
legal for the first time in the US.

Please pray that Washington
physicians tomorrow will maintain their strong position against physician
assisted suicide or we may be the next Oregon. Many physician's including
Lester, are taking time off to try to plan strategies and speak at the meeting
in Tacoma. Many have been working and planning for many months for this
meeting.

The actual vote is on Sunday morning.

Please
pray for them that they will not fail, that the
holy Spirit will give them the words to turn hearts and gain the
votes they need to stand for life.

Pictures Worth A Thousand Prayers

The Liberty Line

What a day. I spent 3 hours outside one of our state's illustrious Planned Parenthood abortion centers the other morning. This was my second Wednesday, a killing day, outside this particular center. The personal devastation, fear, turmoil and confusion were written all over the faces of the "clients." It's hard to describe what takes place. It's all very quiet. Normal, in fact. The mail trucks and delivery trucks continue making their deliveries. No one runs the stop sign. The men working on a nearby building never look over and continue their work to meet their deadline.

There are a few of us there in a Liberty Line offering help to the women who are going in for abortion, contraception and pregnancy tests. A brochure is given to one young woman. We think she's blown us off but she comes back down the sidewalk with a purpose asking what kind of help we have. We tell her about Pregnancy Aid around the corner. She's had one abortion and won't have another. She regrets it but explains that she was young and didn't know what to do. She takes the card with the phone number for Project Rachel. I mention that she can name her baby and her eyes soften and water just barely. She's young, beautiful and scared with her whole life ahead of her. As she walks quickly down the sidewalk away from the epicenter of evil I see her step into the light. The sidewalk becomes an underground, unseen railroad. I want to yell, "Run, run. Keep going!"

You will forever abandon any belief in evolution after watching the people going in and out of an abortion mill. The idea that humans are just clever talking beasts that got a lucky head start on chimpanzees and gorillas will be forever swept from your mind. Chimpanzees don't rip their hearts out over how and when they will kill their offspring. The elephant doesn't lie to herself about the loss of an offspring. Animals do what works in order to eat, breed and survive. Only the free will given to man could create such a horrific scene. This is not progress or evolution where the "best" survive. You are witness to a story that is as old as man and repeats itself again and again. If you want to see the past, go to an abortion mill.

The official looking Asian woman in the pant suit holding a clip board sits with a thin, bearded man wearing earrings in both ears. She's in charge and must be very important. They park in the parking lot and enter the mill from a side door. A while later they are parked out on the street. Maybe they are going to build a wall. They seem to have plans for something.

The second wave of abortions scheduled for the day starts between noon and 1:00. You pass out a lot of brochures and try to talk to others.

Another young girl comes out. She approaches you and wants to know where she can get something to eat. You ask her if she wants to talk. She looks down at the path to freedom beneath her feet. She says she hasn't "done it yet." You ask her if she's scared. You want to ask her where her mom is. She tells you she's read the whole brochure. She's had an ultrasound and she's 12 weeks along. Come Holy Spirit...you tell her about your son. You tell her God has a plan for her and her baby. You tell her help is available. Lack of money is the last reason to have an abortion. She goes on her way, off the safety of the railroad back into the stockyard. You pray. Five minutes go by. She should be back out here by now! Ten minutes go by. You pray and the family with you prays harder. The flag pole shakes and rattles violently. "Ah, the demons are back. I'll need to tell Debora." Twenty minutes go by. Where is she!!? She should have been back here by now. You'll never forget her face.

A couple of teenage girls pull into the parking lot. The passenger gets out and walks to the back of the parking lot. She gets back in the car a few minutes later. As they are leaving the parking lot you walk up to the car and extend the brochure. (The driver is yelling at you but she rolls down the window and takes the brochure anyway.) "I'm a Christian and I go to church but I believe in letting people exercise their rights!" You look at the passenger -- scared, tears just below the surface, crouched down in the seat. You don't care. Spit on me, hit me, kick me, hate me. Just take your friend and run!

If you go to the Planned Parenthood web site you'll see lots of happy, smiling, middleclass or up-and-coming type folks. It's white and light. They look like Republicans. They are your neighbors, your kids and their friends. You will not meet these people at a real life Planned Parenthood clinic. At a real life Planned Parenthood clinic you will meet people who spent the whole night crying. You meet people who are about to change their lives forever. The faces are white, Asian, Latin/Hispanic, Somali and perhaps one American Indian. One Martina Natrilova-looking woman explained that she couldn't take a brochure because "we are Buddhist." The men who were milling around, smoking cigarettes, going in an out were absolutely tormented. Tormented -- It's the only word to describe it. They did their best to hide it. To look and act tough. They constantly looked down as if searching for something, not seeing that freedom lay at their feet.

You look in the parking lot at the cars! You simply can't believe the cars. The new SUVs, vans, Mercedes, Jettas, Volvos, PT Cruisers. Not a one older than 5 years. Some of them arrive on foot and the surreal nature of what you are witnessing just can't be put into words. By the end of the day you are craving for art; for some symbol or sign to make sense of it: An image. A woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet, and on her head a crown of twelve stars.

You think you can see blazing ovens with billowing black smoke and a rain of ashes; men in black boots, barbed-wire and batons. If only then they'd see! Yes, all those who cried "never again" would be out here with us filling the streets and the sidewalks. You hear a story that last week someone saw them loading small refrigerators onto a truck for transport to the University of Washington. And you wonder...

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Planned Parenthood Exposed

Pray in Union With Other Participating Cities

Check out updates on the national campaign at the the blog section of the national 40 Days for Life website. Each day, you'll be given an update, a prayer intention, a scripture and reflection and a prayer. Today's update mentions Western Washington, so I thought I would post it here.


DAY 7
40 Days for Life is already having a potent impact on Planned Parenthood and the entire abortion industry.

“We know from past experience that these rallies and prayer vigils create barriers that deter our patients,” admitted Chris Charbonneau, President and CEO of Planned Parenthood of Western Washington in a press release sent out by the abortion chain in response to 40 Days for Life.

Abortion numbers and revenues are dropping in numerous locations, morale is at a low level in many abortion centers, and the positive press about the prayerful 40 Days for Life campaign is driving them crazy.

Now Planned Parenthood and abortion advocates across America are desperately trying to fight back against the nationwide onslaught of prayer:

In Norwich, CT, 40 Days for Life yard signs have been vandalized with the words “Eat Babies” crudely written across them.

In College Station, TX, Planned Parenthood put up a huge black tarp across their fence to block their customers from seeing prayer volunteers or talking to sidewalk counselors. What ever happened to giving women a choice?

In the Bronx area of New York City, abortion escorts regularly scream vile obscenities and anti-religious bigotry at 40 Days for Life volunteers.

In Pittsburgh, PA, Planned Parenthood advocates bumped into a prayer volunteer with their moving car, and then proceeded to open their car doors into the 40 Days for Life volunteers.

In many locations across the country, Planned Parenthood has launched its laughable “Pledge-a-Picketer” campaigns, attempting to dissuade 40 Days for Life prayer volunteers from coming out by trying to convince them that they are actually raising money for the abortion chain.

In the media, Planned Parenthood has tried to falsely portray 40 Days for Life volunteers as violent, threatening, harassing, and hateful. For anyone who has been out to a 40 Days for Life vigil, you know that is the exact opposite of the truth… but for a business that makes millions by killing people, lying isn’t difficult either.

Read the rest here.

The Lament of Clair

One of the biggest blessings so far in this campaign is the chance to meet so many new people who care deeply about the pro-life cause. Sometimes, we discover people who are right under our noses, and with enormous talent that hasn't yet been discovered and applied to the cause. This beautiful poem was written by one of our vigil participants who happens to attend my parish and sings in the choir, and I did not know him until he found our campaign.

The Lament of Clair
By Clinton Michaels


Be silent,
Now listen,
Do you hear a faint cry?
Eve calls to her children,
The Serpent,
He lies.

When once in the garden
With God so near
I fell into darkness
My soul raced with fear.

In silence she waited
As the reaper appeared
Her voice cried out
But no one
Would hear.

Gods Angels drew closer.
The trumpet,
Did sound
And a child of Adams
Was thrown to the ground

Oh darkness
You thief,
Your lorry is full,
With fruit not yet ripened,
The harvest of fools

Dark pleasure
You have it,
It drips from your knife,
From flesh that was stolen,
Your bitter delight.

Murderer,
Murderer,
Creator of strife,
You Trickster,
You Liar,
You hater of life.

How long your tunes played,
Still your Piper he calls,
He leads us to darkness,
Together we fall.

Gather your legions,
Of Demons
And Slaves,
Depart from Gods garden,
Return to your graves.

Saint Michael
Awaken!
For Satan has come.
God’s Angels cried out,
Slayer!
What have you done?

Oh Mother of Sorrows
Our Sweetness
And light
You brought us to Jesus,
He gave us new life.

Pray for us sinners,
And all that we’ve done.
As we turn from the darkness,
We bow to your son

Oh Lord of Sweet Mercy,
Of Justice and Might,
Pour out your forgiveness,
And rivers of life

For our sins are too many,
Says the teller of lies
Wash us, one body
As seen through Gods eyes

Oh Heavenly Father,
You gave us your cup,
You filled it with Jesus,
Faith
Hope
and love

You taught us that life
Was a gift to us all,
And the greatest among us
Loves the least of us all

How long we have waited
For the Darkness to fall
For truth which is spoken
To be heard by us all

With eyes, wide open
May we live in Gods light
Let us love one another
Giving hope to new life

For God loves his children
And gave life to us all
We are made in his image
The great and the small.

Now we wait for the day
When we rest in your arms
With the souls of our children
How sweet they have grown.

And in heavenly gardens,
We will sing with great joy,
With the Saints that were stolen,
And are silent no more.

Amen Oh Lord, Amen

Oh my Jesus,
Forgive us our sins,
Save us from the fires of hell.
Lead all souls to heaven,
Especially those in most need of thy mercy.
Amen.

Pray for us dear Mother of Mercy,
Pray for an end to abortion.

In loving memory of my sweet little Clair,
Wait for me dear child
I will find you,
I promise.
Our lord knows the way
and he is here.

The Wall of Jericho