Leaving the abortion industry
Here is something I read on Facebook.
Leaving the abortion industry
A few years ago, I received a call from an abortion clinic worker who wanted to leave her job. I spoke with her for a while. She talked about “evil” in the clinic. We talked about The Lord. She had grown up in church and wanted to reconnect with her faith. I went through the next steps, told her what we would need from her and what she could expect from us.
I talked to her the next day and she told me she had not gone into work and that she faxed in her resignation. Awesome! I told her that the clinic may call to try to get her to reconsider. She seemed strong in her conviction. She said to me, “Don’t worry. I will never go back there. I have seen the evil in that place.”
I tried to call her the next day. No answer. The next day. No answer. The next four days. No answer. I found out that she had gone back. The abortion doctor had loaned her money at one time and he threatened to take her to court if she quit. She had never paid him back. She didn’t have the means to pay him back and she never would. This is VERY common in the industry. The workers are then indebted to the abortion doctor and feel stuck.
Two days later, I found out she had gotten in a car accident and died. When I heard the news, I felt like the air had been knocked out of my lungs. Had she made her heart right with The Lord before her death? Could I have done more? Could I have said something more? It was devastating. It still is, even today.
God has really been putting this woman’s name on my heart the past couple weeks.
I was baptized when I was 8 years old. I remember asking Jesus to come into my heart. I remember walking down the aisle to make that public profession of faith. I remember the warm water rushing over me during my baptism. I remember the love I had for Jesus as an 8 year old child.
After spending several years away from Him, today, I’m more in love with Christ than I ever have been.
I feel an urgency to help people feel that same love for Christ that I feel. I see people, particularly on social media, constantly arguing about theology. Christians arguing with other Christians. I’ve had my share of that. I’m not interested in out-Jesus-ing my fellow brother or sister in Christ. I’m focused on reaching the lost, the lonely, the broken-hearted.
I believe in God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit. I believe that Jesus was crucified, was buried and rose again. I believe that He is seated at the right hand of the Father. I believe that upon our death, we will face judgement. We will be sent to heaven or hell, not based on our works, but based on our faith in God and how we lived out that faith on earth.
Guys, those are the essentials. I’m not going to argue the non-essentials. I’m not going to argue. Period.
There are people who DO NOT know God. They are all around us. I wonder what it would look like if we spent our time ministering to them and loving them, instead of bickering with other believers on social media about non-essential dogma?
This is one of my focuses for 2020. Rescue the perishing…both from abortion and eternal suffering. ❤️