A View from the Sidewalks

A group of sidewalk counselors that peacefully witness for life outside of abortion mills update this blog periodically to give like-minded believers specific prayer needs and encouraging stories of God's goodness.

Monday, March 27, 2006

Sidewalk Counseling saves a definite 359 lives in Dallas in 2005!!!

And there were another 200 hopefuls not counted in that number that left the clinic, whom sidewalk counselors never saw return.

359 is a lot of children. To put that into perspective, that's at least 718 little eyes that will get to see the world, 35900 little fingers, 35900 little toes.

Praise God for His efforts through the Catholic Prolife Committee, the body responsible for organizing sidewalk counselors of every dominination to accomplish so much for humanity.

Dallas, TX

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

A Life Saved - A Family Touched by Sidewalk Counseling

Although I had spent eight years in the pro-life movement in California, Saturday, March 18th, was my first day sidewalk-counseling in Dallas. I'm not sure I had the faith to think that I could make a difference on that day, but God had other plans. I showed up at the Fairmount Center right about 9:30 am. Thankfully, many other dear Christians were already in place - some praying the Rosary, others gently offering hope and information to the young ladies entering the abortion center. I saw first-hand that the pro-lifers of Dallas had hearts of love and compassion. About thirty minutes after my arrival, a car pulled up. The sweet young mother Griselda and her husband Miguel were Catholic believers. I talked to them about their needs; about the fact that we were there for them whatever the need; be it a job, medical care, financial assistance or merely friendship. As we talked, the conversation shifted to faith and the blessings of children and family. Before long, our trust had grown to the point that we began discussing the name of their baby- Griselda letting me touch her tummy, and Miguel beginning to beam with pride. The young couple had decided for life - they thanked me profusely and drove away from the abortion center - which, except for the loving presence of pro-lifers would have been the grave of their child. Be encouraged - our presence on the sidewalks does make a difference! Not only was a life saved on Saturday, but a family was saved from the lifetime heartache of abortion. Thank you, Lord, for a wonderful welcome to Dallas!

Rockwall, TX

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

'Protesters' [Sidewalk Counselors] a help, not a hindrance: Article from the South Florida Sun Sentinel

Below is a letter in a newspaper about sidewalk counselors from the perspective of a woman who was once entering an abortion facility. It's a stark contrast to the opinions of sidewalk counselors held by the regular visitors/commenters at I'm Not Sorry, who characterize us as hair-pulling, screaming, threatening, name-calling zealots. Where I have never seen evidence to support their accusations, I always stumble across evidence to refute them. Below is an example.

Protesters' a help, not a hindrance

Natasha Murdock
West Palm Beach
Posted March 14 2006

U.S. District Judge Donald Middlebrooks will soon rule on an injunction against a buffer zone ordinance. Why? "Protesters" want to present their message outside a local abortion center.

Awhile ago, I came to Presidential Abortion Center with my boyfriend. We stopped at the driveway when we saw two individuals offering literature.

One spoke to my boyfriend regarding our needs and why we came.

The other showed me a sonogram of a young baby/fetus from a hand-held DVD player. My tears flowed as I saw and realized what was growing inside me.

My boyfriend and I decided against the abortion and I ultimately gave birth to a beautiful son.

These "protesters" did not state an opinion. They did not even tell me not to have an abortion or that abortion is wrong.

And when we changed our minds and decided to have the baby, they did not respond, "Good, our opinion was heard" and go on their way.

Rather, they helped provide for all of our material needs and more. They gave of themselves; their love, care, concern and time.

How can that be wrong?