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Construction Complete Heavenly Aid Our center was officially closed one Saturday morning and the workmen were to arrive at eight o'clock, although it was well past nine. Alone on the 11th floor, I was busy cleaning out our storage closet in the hall with boxes and furnishings strewn about when I noticed four teens who seemed to be hanging out near the corner of our space. It crossed my mind to call security, but one of the girls asked if this was the "Aid" office and said someone on the street told them to come here. Without a second thought, I dropped what I was doing, apologized for the chaos, plaster dust and total disarray of our reception room, turned on the light and invited them in. The saga of these two young couples was so very sad and yet had so many redeeming aspects. The day before, they had traveled a long distance from another state where minors need parental consent to have abortions. They had stayed overnight at a hotel hoping 16 year old Kara would have her abortion early and then they could drive home the same day. James, the father of the baby, Carol and Brian were to be her support through the ordeal. But a pro-life sidewalk counselor outside the abortion clinic cautioned them about the health risks and long term emotional trauma so often associated with abortion. They listened and left. As I questioned them to get a fuller picture of their situation, I observed how very tender and truly loving James was with Kara and the devotion the four had one for another. My heart just ached for them, because they had been deceived into thinking that there was free sex - no consequences - just fix it with abortion, then had to travel all that distance only to despair at the reality of it all. Kara sobbed and sobbed. I held Kara and wept with her and encouraged her that God had showed such mercy to place that counselor in her path. I said He had a plan for her life even though it all seemed so bleak, and that He would sustain her through it. I thought of my own 17 year old daughter and told Kara that I prayed God would extend the same mercy to spare her the tragedy of abortion were she pregnant and unmarried. All four teens were despondent but decided that abortion was not an option. I gave them a number of pamphlets to read on the way home and to share with other friends. But how else could I help them? |
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