An Unplanned “PRAY IN” On My Birthday

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Last week hundreds of thousands of pro-lifers descended on Washington for the March for Life on January 22, 2015, the anniversary of the court ruling of Roe vs. Wade which made it possible for millions of babies to be killed at the altar of “choice.”

150129 blog image6Every year the march is followed up by women and men of the Silent No More Awareness Campaign giving our testimonies of regretted abortions on the Supreme Court steps. This year there was even a former abortionist, Dr. Anthony Levatino, who regrets performing abortions.

150129 blog image1As I was sitting in front of the Supreme Court that day, my sixty-fourth birthday no less, the back and forth challenges between the pro-abortion protesters on one side and the pro-life marchers on the other side began to heat up. I began thinking of my uncle’s words, “We must learn to live together as brothers [and sisters] or perish as fools;” and I began to pray. As I prayed, I became grieved in my heart, and seemed to be lead by the Spirit of God to walk between the two groups and then lie down in the street with a sanctity of life sign and pray.

150129 blog image5As I walked towards the young people I watched pro-abortion protesters with their white pants splotched with red [paint] “blood” between their legs; some waving coat hangers and hurling profanity into the air, my heart ached and I felt moved to pray for them.

I also prayed for my Pro-Life brothers and sisters who rallied to answer the pro-abortion voices. I thought about God’s Love and how people, not knowing and understanding John 3:16, are perishing for lack of the knowledge of the Love of God.

150129 blog image8Somehow, the image of Dr. Billy Graham and my Uncle MLK preaching ad praying together against racism and segregation in the nineteen fifties fits in here. I’m praying that the racist roots of Margaret Sanger and Planned Parenthood will be broken.

However, I digress. The pro-abortion protesters were shouting for “reproductive rights” not seeming to understand that they were promoting death as a solution. Somehow, I just wanted to take them in my arms and lovingly explain to them, “Don’t you understand that every human person has the same right as you and me, the right to life? And that choice that you are fighting for is the choice to kill a tiny human person? And mothers and dads and everybody suffers from such choices?”

Alveda lying in street at SNMACThere was no room for my voice, there was so much shouting. So, I lay down on the ground and I quietly prayed for God to help us love each other and stop the killing.

Someone shouted, “get off of our property.” I thought about sitting up and explaining that we all had the constitutional right to be there; but I just kept on praying, oh Jesus!

Then, a young man looked down at me and shouted something like “who is that old *!@!#*! African American woman on the ground?” Someone said Dr. Alveda King, niece of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.” He ran away into the crowd.

As the prolife marchers began to gather for the SILENT NO MORE rally, it was time to join #HealingTheShockwavesOfAbortion, so my colleagues pulled me up from the ground, and I walked over to the stage and gave testimony of my regretted abortions before the crowd. The voices of the pro-abortion protesters began to fade. Some were being arrested for acting out.

My “pray in” demonstration was unplanned; stirred by a heart of contrition and compassion. Yet, I will keep praying, whether standing, sitting, kneeling or from the ground, every year that the Lord permits me to and I will continue to pray for all humanity, not just until the day that we abolish abortion in America and around the world; but until God’s love breaks through the stony hearts and HIS glory is revealed.

 

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