Three weeks since our last siege and I am still haunted by the face of the young lady as she drove away after the death of her child. Her stare pierces my heart as I can see the anguish in hers as she realizes the truth of what she has just done.
She looks at me, her eyes screaming out, “O my God, what have I just done ! Help me ! Turn back the hands of time so I can do things different.”
I can not control the tears, not even now, as I cry out to the Lord of mercy, the God that is outside of time and I plead with my Lord and savior to have mercy upon us. To do what only He can do !
Yes Lord, turn back the hands of time. Save these precious ones that they may fulfill the destiny that You created them for. I praise Him for the haunting of those eyes that I may continue to lift her up and continue to cry out for those that there is still time for, for those that can still be saved, for those of us that know the truth to raise up, wake up, stand up and reach out, cry out, fall on our knees and cry out for mercy, for revelation, for truth before it’s too late, for mercy afterward, for love to overflow. Yes, for His perfect love to cast out all fear, that we as believers would stand in the gap, that those who are afraid, who think they have no other choice, to know the truth and be set free.
I pray that the clinic would be surrounded every day that there are those there with choices to make. I pray that we would be so many that the truth could not be denied. Lord have mercy upon us and may we all be haunted by the cry’s of the unborn. Break our hearts for the things that breaks Yours. Amen
