Standing peacefully with no protest three people willing to share alternatives to abortion gather on the corner of a parking lot leading to an abortion clinic. My car shouts a quick Beep! Beep! as the volunteers receive a thumb’s up from “Just a guy on a journey.”
They return smiles to me and I am thinking how can I encourage these people. Maybe I will walk up to them give them some words of reassurance and offer to pray with them. Of course, this is just a thought in my head as I proceed to my own Doctor appointment.
Walking up the same flight of steps that yields a hidden yet obvious happy face that prompted my story “One more smile”, http://wp.me/p2JvaQ-5j I find a business card on the ground a few feet away from the smiley face. The name of the business is Still Life Taxidermy.
Still Life??? I can’t help but see the words still life. The words nearly jump off the business card. Yes it is still life, thinking of the babies….of course it is!
I take my seat at the doctor’s office, feeling like I need to pray with those people on the corner, encourage them, and pray with them for the unborn babies. So I do.
As I approach the woman, she is graciously sharing information with a young man named Jonathan through the descended window of his pick-up truck.
I wait roadside for a moment as the truck pulls away hopefully with a potentially changed heart for its driver. The woman tells me Jonathan is interested in what she had to say. So with her and her associate we pray for Jonathan’s unborn baby on a Texas street-corner.
My urgent request is that you may pray for the unborn babies that are facing an uncomfortable and unfair abortion. I can be descriptive with my writing at times but I am going to be non graphically polite here and leave it at that. Please pray for this particular precious baby as well and his or her protection.
The card I found says Still Life and on my personal card it says Experience Life. Please pray that Jonathan’s baby gets to Experience Life and enjoy the journey that we were all graciously and lovingly granted.
This is not a political essay or an intent to infringe on anybody’s rights on either side. I do know for the next nine months this unborn baby will receive prayer from me although I will never know the results of my prayer in this particular situation, at least not on this side of life.
I do believe if I ever meet someone twenty years or so from now born in Dallas in the first half of 2014 and I learn their father’s name is Jonathan, I know I will project a smile wider than the great state of Texas itself and that is nearly 1,000 miles wide. Please pray my friends. Please pray now.