In my previous post, I described how some of the men at the Witness for Life were used as an instrument by God to stand with a man who was trying to bring his niece out of the abortion clinic.
Here are some of the details of how that actually happened, from an email that was sent to me by one of my brother Knights of Columbus, who was one of the sidewalk counselors:
I asked him to try to get his niece to come out and talk to us and the Sisters. I told him that I would kneel in prayer on the street until she came out. She did come out but went back inside quickly. He mentioned this to the Sisters later in the morning that this had impacted him – he actually took the kneeling as a sacrifice for him personally and a sign of commitment, that we were doing something for him personally. He said this strengthened him.
I told him that every man praying on that street was ready to lay down their lives (a la St. John’s Gospel) for his niece (I guess I should check in with you guys about that next time!).
We talked about how true love always involves sacrifice and I told him (what I try to say to every mom walking in a clinic) that his niece and her baby would change the world — maybe in a big way and maybe in a small way but that their lives would impact someone just like his life has impacted so many.
Sr. Joan talked about the Visitation Mission and how they actually would walk hand in hand with his niece. I also mentioned that we would be delivering formula to a mom in need later that morning — I wanted him to know that we were here for the duration and that we would do what is necessary. He stepped back and got misty eyed.
The real work in getting this young lady to choose life was done by her uncle. It was he who put the Holy Rosary around his neck for strength. It was he who spoke to his mother, who had taken the young lady into the clinic, and turned her around by asking her if she would have chosen to abort him. It was he who kept calling his niece until her heart softened and she came back out. It was he who was confident that he and his wife — who had been hoping to have more children in their marriage — would be able to help raise this new baby. It took hours for all this to happen, and his perseverance was heroic.
But this miracle was a team effort. Guardian angels and patron saints were all doing their part on the spiritual plane. The Holy Spirit was working in overdrive. The sidewalk counselors, the prayer warriors, and the Sisters were all there to help one solitary man prove to a scared young woman that life was the right choice, that hope and love were stronger than fear.