The Book of Oblivion
The Book of Oblivion
INTRODUCTION
The most difficult part of a long journey is often the first step. That's certainly true of this book.
It's complicated by the fact that so much of the content was already written and none of it
organized.
The stories occur all over the United States, but they seem to be saying the same thing. They all
head in the same direction -- like a compass pointing north.
This journey begins with prayer.
The first chapter takes place in Dallas, TX not too long ago ... but it's shaped by the hand of God
working in Charlottesville, VA, Houston, TX, Lansing, MI, and other sidewalks all over
America. Many of the references will be to the places I've stood in the past. I lived in Houston,
TX for three years and that's when I became an active pro lifer standing on Fannin Street in front
of Planned Parenthood.
I didn't show up to the sidewalk a perfect person (far, far from it). If I waited until I became a
perfect person before serving God I would still be holding the remote control and staring at the
television. I hadn't been to church in decades. I had no special training or qualifications.
And to be honest I didn't really have a purpose. I had been focused on making money and getting
famous in Los Angeles for many years before I arrived in Houston, TX. And I had rejected God.
I wanted to be a good person, but I wanted to accomplish that goal without any coaching from
God. And the results as you might imagine were disastrous.
I didn't reject God outright because that would have been a difficult pill to swallow. I was like all
the people in the cars driving by the clinics. I wanted to be in the "God club"-- but I didn't want
to walk with God, talk with God, or obey Him. The only difference is that I didn't bother with the
pretense of attending church.
I reached a crossroads where I had to make a final decision. And for reasons that only God
knows I decided to serve Him (not really even knowing what it meant). I wasn't alone since my
business partner was going through a similar struggle and we decided to make a list of things
God might want us to do. It was a list of things God must hate. I don't remember all of the things
we wrote down but abortion was on the list -- surely God hated abortion.
So we picked abortion. But how do you serve God in the battle to end abortion?
We had no idea what God wanted us to do so we went online to locate the nearest abortion clinic.
We drove to the abortion clinic and got out of the car and stood on the sidewalk. I was surprised
that the building didn't look sinister or foreboding. There were no markings on the building to
indicate that horrible things were happening inside. It looked like any other office building in the
area.
It was a Sunday and the abortion clinic was closed. And so we just stared at the building in
silence. Maybe we were waiting for a voice to erupt from the heavens giving us instructions on
where to go and what to do next?
Coincidentally there was something called "40 Days for Life" taking place at the same location.
Whether we would have continued to come back and stare at the building until something
clicked is open for debate -- but the presence of 40 Days for Life made our decision easy: join
them and see what happens!
And this book is what happened.
-Steve
CHAPTER 1
The boy and his mother approached me and the young man said, My name is Miguel and Im
here to do an hour of Christian service and Id like to do it with you. Would you be willing to
sponsor me and sign this sheet to confirm I was here?
Wow... I wasnt expecting God to answer the prayer so quickly! And I certainly wasnt expecting
God to send a boy.
I was reminded of the story of King Davids anointing by Samuel. The name Samuel means
God has heard. When Samuel went out to anoint the next King of Israel he was looking for
someone that appeared outwardly impressive. And when he saw a young man named Eliab that
very much looked the part he was immediately convinced he had found the next King of Israel,
but God said, Look not on his countenance, or on the height of his stature; because I have
refused him: for the Lord seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but
the Lord looketh on the heart. - I Samuel 16:7
And then Jesse marched out the rest of his sons, but none of them were to be the King of Israel.
As you probably know it was a boy tending the sheep that was to be anointed the King of Israel.
The church often repeats the mistakes of Samuel, we want heroes and we often choose them
based on our flawed human standards, but God calls the leaders based on their hearts and not on
their outward appearance or their resume.
One of my favorite sayings is, When others see a shepherd boy, God sees a King.
Until a few years ago I would have been writing that I was shocked that God answered the prayer
at all. I didnt used to believe in the power of prayer. If prayer worked then why was abortion
still around? Surely the prayers of the righteous were heard by God and yet so much suffering
took place. I still prayed back then, but those prayers were rote and without any faith behind
them.
I wasnt a prayer warrior.
That all changed when I moved to the college town of Charlottesville, VA. Among the first
people I met standing outside of the Planned Parenthood was a Catholic gentleman named Mark
and all he did was pray. He didnt hold signs and he rarely spoke to anyone. He stood far away
from the abortion clinic entrance and prayed facing the building. And he prayed all the time
nearly every time I showed up, there was Mark praying.
Finally curiosity got the best of me one day and I asked him, Why are you here praying all the
time?
Mark said he was praying because God had sent him to pray. He told me that he was diagnosed
with terminal cancer and had only a few months to live according to his doctor. And then he had
a dream where God told him to drive to Charlottesville (an hour away) and pray outside of the
abortion clinic. And that was five years ago!
And then he said, My biggest struggle is that there isnt much positive reinforcement.
Mark had been praying for five years without any signs of those prayers working. He reinforced
what I already believed to be the case about prayer, but I tried to console him anyway, You
never know, youre standing with your back to the road so maybe youre having an effect and
you dont know it?
Maybe. he said, and then he walked across the street to head home.
As I watched Mark walk toward his car I felt a bit sorry for him. All of those years of praying
and nothing happening had to be very discouraging and yet he was still obedient. I wondered if
maybe the whole point was to be a modern day Jeremiah, the weeping prophet?
That thought was interrupted by a lady yelling at me from the Planned Parenthood parking lot.
Since Mark normally stood as far away from the entrance as possible I couldnt understand what
she was saying, but she was sure screaming it loudly.
I walked toward the entrance as she waved me into the parking lot. I told her, I cant come
down there because its private property.
Im trying to tell you something! she said, pointing toward her red sub-compact car.
Okay? I said, walking as close to her as I could without trespassing on Planned Parenthood
property.
Im trying to thank you. There is a little boy in the backseat of my car, my grandson. Hes alive
because my daughter saw someone praying and she changed her mind.
Its in those moments that I expect to wake up from a dream. God doesnt answer prayer, but
here is a grandmother trying to thank me for the prayers of Mark?
Im not the one who was praying, but I know who was... Ill be right back! I said, and ran
across the street hoping to catch Mark before he drove off.
I was in luck and he was still in the church parking lot and so I repeated the good news,
Remember you said you werent getting any positive reinforcement? You see that red car down
there in the parking lot... there is a little boy in the backseat whose alive because his mother saw
you praying and she changed her mind. And the grandmother wanted to thank you.
An important lesson was learned that day.
My problem was that I thought the story of God was completed in a book written a thousand
years ago. I was a cynic when it came to God and his power even though I was standing outside
of abortion clinics regularly. I thought the final word on God was the Bible and I didnt realize it
was still being written. God was real and working through his servants.
I was witnessing a modern day book of Mark being written before my very eyes.
I thought I had learned my lesson, but God wasnt done yet. A couple weeks later I was standing
at a stoplight down the street from the Planned Parenthood with my pro life sign and a young
woman pulled over and rolled her window down, Are you that guy who is always praying in
front of Planned Parenthood?
No, but I know who youre talking about. I answered.
She told me she wanted to thank him because when she came to get an abortion and saw him
praying on the sidewalk she changed her mind and couldnt do it. And then she pulled out her
smartphone to show me pictures of her newborn daughter as tears streamed down her cheeks, I
hate myself.
I asked her why and she said, Because I love her more than anything Ive ever loved in this
world and to think I ever thought of hurting her.
I asked if she could send me those pictures so that I could share them with Mark and the other
pro lifers to encourage them. And Im attaching those pictures to this letter. She also shared a
short note for all the pro lifers who question whether theyre having a positive impact on the
community.
The very thought of hurting her daughter brought tears to her eyes imagine how different her
life would have been if the sidewalk was empty. The faithfulness of God through his servant had
spared this young mother years of torment.
Ive thought back on that experience and wondered what I would have done if a doctor told me I
only had a few months to live. Would I have spent those days in front of an abortion clinic rather
than chasing down my own selfish goals and dreams while I still had time?
I struggle to devote an hour or two when Im perfectly healthy; and here was a man giving the
last days of his life to God. And how would I have reacted when it didnt seem like my sacrifice
was having much positive effect?
I think I know why God spared Mark and asked him to pray without ceasing in front of an
abortion clinic in Charlottesville, VA. I believe he was spared so that we could see a living,
breathing example of the scripture verse, For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and
whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it. - Matt. 16:25
Every day we make a choice on whether to serve God or rebel. The healthy pastors and
parishioners need only look to the men and women giving their dying breath to God on the
spiritual battlefield to find inspiration.
I thought Id gotten the message.
No longer would I question the power of prayer, but God wasnt done making his point. Perhaps
he knew that Im the kind of guy with a selective memory? I needed to be taught in triplicate to
make sure I remembered and didnt forget.
When I was getting ready to leave Charlottesville and move to Dallas I had a conversation with
one of the local pro life leaders. She was a co-leader of the 40 Days for Life as well as the local
leader for Silent No More. For some reason I never discussed with her how she became a pro
lifer and so when I asked her to share her story I was shocked by her answer.
One day I was going to lunch with some of my co-workers and we drove past the Planned
Parenthood and I saw a man praying. I told my friends that someday Id like to be like him and a
huge argument erupted over abortion. And thats when I decided to become an active pro lifer.
All of this was translated in my mind into a simple teaching, Stop doubting me.
Because Mark was obedient to God, even when there were no signs of those prayers working, the
city of Charlottesville was changed. Mark had no idea why God had sent him to pray, but God
had a very specific plan. Im thankful that Mark had the faith to stand for years and simply pray
without knowing the specifics of Gods plan or how it was unfolding in the city of
Charlottesville.
And because he was there I was fortunate enough to see the power of prayer. Ironically, God
chose someone like me who doubted Him and secretly believed the world was a lost cause to
share a message of hope that is only made possible through effectual, fervent prayer.
We all know the scripture verse, Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another,
that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much. - James
5:16
This scripture verse always made me nervous because I am not a righteous man. However, I
want to be a righteous man! And that brings us to the next Bible verse, If my people, who are
called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their
wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land. 2 Chronicles 7:14
Aha! Turn from our wicked ways. Thats the tricky part.
God loved Charlottesville so much that he sent a prayer warrior to rescue His people and turn
their hearts toward Him. And I knew that God must love all cities where human sacrifice is legal
and the fallen church ignores it -- even when it takes place outside of their windows.
And that brings me back to a boy God had sent in answer to my prayer on Saturday. It wasnt
what I was expecting because Im like Samuel who was distracted by outward appearances when
seeking the next King of Israel. I was expecting a priest or maybe a rabbi to join me on the
sidewalk, but not a boy. And this story wasnt just about a boy named Miguel, because a few
moments later his mother told me that his siblings wanted him to join him and to my delight
more people exited the vehicle: his sister, his brother, his aunt, and her newborn baby.
And before I knew it I was standing with Gods army. And I asked them, Have you ever
wondered who the Generals in Gods army are?
They didnt have an answer so I told them, Youre it... youre Gods army!
Except this army of God didnt have any signs and so it occurred to me that I needed to give
them my pray to end abortion signs. I handed them to Miguel and his sister. I had been holding
those signs religiously for years. It felt strange standing without a sign.
It was like standing without my shield.
I remember the day I started holding signs. Just like prayer I didnt think signs worked. I
personally never paid attention to the signs people held on the sidewalks and I would certainly
not be swayed by them. In my opinion signs were a waste of time.
I believed the only way to reach the masses was through modern technology such as videos and
social media. A sign that simply admonished people to pray to end abortion would have a
minimal effect at best.
And then a man in Houston, TX holding a pray to end abortion sign asked if I could hold it
while he went to the bathroom.
It would be rude to say no, so I held it loosely at my side -- not even reading it. And since I
wasnt holding it up to be read by anyone I was quite surprised when a vehicle pulled over and a
woman rolled down the window with tears streaming down her face. I asked what was wrong
and she said, I read your sign!
I lifted up the sign, surprised. This sign?
She nodded and said, I came here to get an abortion fifteen years ago and I prayed for a sign,
but the sidewalk was empty. If you someone like you had been here I am sure I would have
changed my mind.
And then she looked over at her son that was in a car seat beside her and said, Now I realize
what Ive done. And I wanted to thank you for holding that sign.
As I stitch these stories together I realize now that Id been shown two sides of the same coin. Id
seen what happens when Gods people are obedient and stand on the sidewalk and pray and what
happens when the sidewalks are empty, but thankfully even a terrible tragedy like an abortion
can work together for good as the Bible says, And we know that all things work together for
good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. - Romans 8:28
I thought for sure I would never see her again because something as simple as a sign couldnt
change someone radically. A few months later she showed up but this time she had a sign she
had written in Spanish around her neck.
I was wrong again.
She became an awesome pro lifer going to churches and schools sharing her testimony and her
transformation reminded me that I needed to have faith in God. Many of you know the scripture
verse, "With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible." - Matthew 19:26
I had become a critic of God and my worldview was the polar opposite of what the scripture
teaches. In fact, I jokingly tell people, With Steve all things are impossible. Fortunately,
standing on the sidewalks in the midst of a spiritual battle has taught me the overwhelming
power of God.
The pray to end abortion signs are special and they reach people, but on this Saturday God had
taken the signs out of my hands for a reason, only I didnt know why yet.
A spiritual symphony
So I decided to pray. What else was I supposed to do without any signs? And so I repeated the
same mantra, asking for Gods spirit to descend on this abortion clinic and this city and for
abortion to end.
I didnt ask for the warriors because they were standing beside me! God had already answered
that prayer request.
And the first car that pulled up to leave the clinic rolled down the passenger side window and the
woman said, Im not here to have an abortion. Im a hairstylist and a lot of my customers are
mistaken for women having abortions.
Anyone who shares a parking lot with an abortion clinic has a special challenge on their hands
and so I asked her, Did the landlord tell you there was an abortion clinic here when you signed
the lease?
No. she said.
Since the Fall 40 Days for Life was about to start in a couple weeks another question occurred to
me, Have you been through a 40 Days for Life yet?
Yes! she said, not looking very pleased.
And then I asked the most important question, Have you considered the possibility that God has
called you to this ministry?
And then the look on her face changed as she considered the question, and after a few moments
of reflection she leaned toward the window to respond, Youre probably right. My husband and
I are both Christians and we participate in a biker ministry. And God probably did send me
here.
She had rolled her window down to complain about how we were effecting her business, but the
Holy Spirit opened her eyes to the ministry in front of her. The abortion industry was costing her
money, but God had something bigger in store for this hairstylist.
This woman was Gods hairstylist.
If only the pastors who have abortion clinics built next door and across the street from their
churches could see as clearly as this hairstylist the world would be a better place. I didnt have
debate with her or search the scriptures. I just asked a very simple question.
Has God called you to this ministry?
Sadly, Ive stood in churches and looked out the pastors office window at abortion clinics and
listened to excuse after excuse for their absence and open rebellion to Gods will. Why was this
hairstylist so willing to agree when so many pastors and priests are reluctant and defiant? I am
reminded of the scripture verse, My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow
me. - John 10: 27
I shook her hand and invited her to join us and as she drove off I smiled because I knew God was
in the facility. That hairdresser was Gods servant and there was going to be a series of blessings
that would flow because of her presence there.
And then the next car pulled up and rolled down the window. It was a man in his early thirties
with three young children in the backseat and he said, My wife is here to get an abortion, but I
dont want her to abort our baby.
And so I asked him why she was getting an abortion and he replied, She said shes worn out and
doesnt have the strength.
I then noticed that he had tattoo of a cross on his face. And so I asked him, I see that you have a
cross on your face, so you know about God?
He nodded.
Then you must know that God is bigger than you biggest problem and that God can give you
the strength.
We hear that so often it sounds like a clich, but its true. The more insurmountable the problem
the greater Gods glory when it is overcome. And not because of our great strength but because
of His strength, But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up
with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. Isaiah 40:31
We talked at length and he gave me his email address to get more information and then he drove
off. The state of Texas has a 24 hour waiting period so the abortion wasnt going to happen that
day.
About an hour later he came back to pick her up and he rolled her window down as he pulled up
to me. She looked very sad and very worn out. We told her about Gods great love for her and
his plan for her and the beautiful baby inside of her -- Miguel and his family were seeing
firsthand the real disease that causes abortion: being exhausted and afraid due to separation from
God.
What this husband and wife needed was a relationship with God. And that would heal all of the
symptoms that arise from a life lived isolated from Him. Its the same medicine that will heal the
lukewarm church, a relationship with God.
Serving God is the opposite of being alone and afraid, Who shall separate us from the love of
Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?
Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. Romans 8:3537
Before she left I shook her hand and she told us her name was Keishawna. And my final words
to her were, Thousands of Gods servants are going to be praying for you Keishawna.
As they drove off that cynical voice in my head started playing a familiar tune: Thousands?
Really? You dont even know thousands of people!
As is turns out, youre one of those thousands even though we might not know each other. Your
prayers and your presence make a difference. And together our voices become a spiritual
symphony in the heavens that rings in the ears of the Lord and His spirit moves.
When we pray to end abortion or for God to work in the life of Keishawna those prayers are
answered, but sometimes we dont always see the results. I think many of us will be surprised
when we can see as God sees in the hereafter.
On that Saturday I knew that God had not only answered the prayer request for his best soldiers
to show up to the spiritual battlefield, but God had answered the entire prayer. The Spirit of Lord
was upon this clinic and wed probably be talking to everybody.
A few minutes later Miguel walked up to me and said, You know, when I first showed up it was
because I had to... but after the first person gave me the middle finger I realized I could only be
out here because I want to... and I want to participate in the 40 Days for Life.
I smiled and said, You were willing to give God an hour, and thats awesome. But Ive found
that when were willing to give God a little Hell figure out a way for us to give Him the rest.
I also told Miguel his name was appropriate for this spiritual battle because its the name of an
Arch Angel who protects Gods people. And that it would be his generation that would bring an
end to human sacrifice in our nation, Our nation has turned its back on God, but a remnant, such
as yourself, remain to pray and be a presence for God.
I thought the day was done when Miguel and his family prepared to head back home. Miguels
mother and his aunt both asked for information on how to become counselors at the Birth Choice
pregnancy center which in the same commercial complex as the abortuary by the grace of God.
They walked across the street and we waved goodbye. It was one of those days I would always
remember.
A few moments later, I saw a man wandering outside of the building. I mistook him for one of
the construction workers that were working inside the clinic so I waved him over to me. As he
approached I could see that hed been crying.
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He told me his sixteen year old daughter was inside getting information on abortion. We talked
about God and that as a father he needed to believe in her and give her encouragement that she
could be a good mother -- but he said he wasnt sure if he believed in her.
And then Miguel showed up unexpectedly. He was bringing me two bottles of Gatorade before
they left... and so I told Miguel the situation and placed my hand on his shoulder and looked
back at the father and said, You may have a grandson that one day may look a lot like Miguel
and if he were here he would tell you to go back in there and rescue your daughter and rescue
him.
And to my surprise he gave us his phone number and asked for help. I was glad that Miguel got
to see with his own eyes the power of prayer and the power of our presence on the sidewalk as
messengers of God.
God is alive and well, and His spirit is moving across this fallen land. I know that these stories
will be shared with people who are not serving God and who are probably a lot like me before I
decided to see what would happen if I stopped worshipping myself and served God even for
just one day. If you feel alone and abandoned then I invite to meet God by simply praying to
Him and asking Him to enter your life and change you from the inside out.
And God will lead you to a ministry on the spiritual battlefield, but you wont be alone, Miguel
and his family will be there with you. And so will I...
Ill see you out there!
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The young man nodded and said, I understand what youre saying. Ive said same thing. I used
to be a drug dealer.
And then the young man lifted up his paint leg to expose a fresh bullet wound. It hadnt
completely healed. And then he said to Buddy, But you cant serve two masters.
The tone completely changed and Buddy said, Look, Ive lived a rough life. I was kicked out of
my house when I was twelve.
And the young man said, I was kicked out when I was fourteen.
They talked for a long time. The young man shared his testimony of being declared dead at the
hospital from multiple gunshot wounds only a month prior, and he told Buddy he could still hear
the voices of his family crying after the sheet was pulled over his face. And lying there on his
death bed he gave his life to the Lord.
And in turn Buddy shared his story. Buddy was a former professional athlete and a loving father
who didnt see any moral conflict being a security guard and opening the door for men and
women intent on killing their child.
Eventually Buddy looked at both of us and said, All I hear are your voices telling me I
shouldnt do this and your voices dont matter to me, but the minute I hear God telling me not to
do this then Im going to listen.
They talked for so long that eventually Buddys shift was up. He thanked us for talking to him
and said that he enjoyed it.
After Buddy left I looked at the young man and said, This is going to sound crazy, but five
minutes before you arrived I asked God to send a warrior of the Lord to this sidewalk to minister
to Buddy.
He looked like hed seen a ghost, Are you kidding me? Are you sure you prayed for a Warrior
of the Lord?
I nodded yes and then he pulled up his sleeve to show me a tattoo of angel of the Lord with a
scripture verse beneath it. I call myself the Warrior of the Lord now.
And then he said, I never come down this street but my path was blocked by construction today
so I had to take a different route to the bus stop.
In that moment I understood Gods great love for a security guard named Buddy. And over the
months that followed Buddy would see over and again how great Gods love was for him.
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My last memory of Buddy was when Robinsons abortuary was closed due to the pro life laws
that had been passed in TX. I was standing alone in front of the building and decided to film a
short video using my phone with a voice over praising the Lord for this great victory.
To my surprise, Buddy come out of the building and he was very upset. He was so upset he
motioned for a friend across the street to come over and he told her that I was filming the
building and doing him wrong, and she shook her head and said, Oh no! I respect the sanctity of
life.
Buddy looked at her confused. And that is when I knew that the mission was complete. Even his
friends who were supposed to come and defend his sinful choice proclaimed the love of God.
God was truly victorious. I still pray for Buddy and I hope you will too. Buddy knows that God
has a great plan for him if only he will turn from his sinful life and allow God to begin a good
work and transform him into something beautiful.
There is more good news.
Before I left the abortuary that day another pro lifer showed up to celebrate the victory and share
the story of the great warriors who had preceded us on the sidewalk and I think her words are a
fitting end to this chapter: https://youtu.be/Oy8R59KjZMo
(click link to view video)
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CHAPTER 2
THE CHOSEN
But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God's special possession, that you may
declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. 1 Peter 2:9
The Chosen
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The Chosen
To my surprise another evangelist showed up shortly thereafter and he began ministering to the
head of security at the Planned Parenthood abortion clinic. He must have had a sixth sense
because he inexplicably knew that this woman had a broken relationship with her mother. I knew
this because once every few months she would come down and talk to me like I was her best
friend and say things like, I wish my mother had aborted me.
And then she would switch back to being head of security and treat me like a sworn enemy. I
started to wonder if maybe we were her only friends?
I watched in amazement for thirty minutes as he looked into her eyes and told her how much
God loved her and wanted to be her salvation. And she never said a word she just stood on the
sidewalk and listened.
And when he finished I asked him the same question, Where is your church located?
He shook his head and said, I dont have a church. I was released from prison a couple days
ago.
Prison!
He told me that he spent half of his life in prison (16 years) after shooting at a police officer.
Fortunately the bullet missed the mark. He was only fifteen but he was tried as an adult. He told
me that his father was a police officer which brought even more shame on him.
But while he was in prison he gave his life to God. None of this explained why he was standing
in front of an abortion clinic so I asked him, Why would you come to an abortion clinic?
And then he told me that before he went to prison he had brought two of his girlfriends into the
building to abort his babies.
Here is a video of him sharing his testimony: http://youtu.be/IHqiYyAmVq4
It took a few months standing with these two men for the truth to slowly dawn on me. I had
created a set of terms by which I wanted God to operate. And that was based on my limited and
errant view of who God is and how He works in the world.
Jesus didnt go to the Pharisees and Sadducees and ask them to join him. He said, They that are
whole have no need of the physician, but they that are sick: I came not to call the righteous, but
sinners to repentance. Mark 2:17
God wasnt just calling sinners to repentance but after repentance they were being called to the
sidewalk.
They were chosen! Just like the disciples
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The Chosen
When I moved to other cities the pattern repeated itself. In McKinney, TX a young man pulled
over and approached the pro lifers. He had long hair and looked like a surfer, not your typical pro
lifer. He was mistaken for a pro choice sinner and was immediately surrounded by the
Christians. When I arrived we were quoting scripture at him.
He looked very upset and so I took him aside to hear him out. He said, This is what gives
Christianity a bad name. Im a Christian and theyre judging me.
When he calmed down he explained why he was on the sidewalk. When I drove by I saw all of
you doing something radical for God. And I want to do something radical for God.
He told me that he wanted to do a revival at his college. At first I thought it was a Christian
college, but then he explained that it was a secular college. I thought it was highly unlikely that
such a revival would ever take place so I said, I tell you what when the revival takes place let
me know and Ill show up and record it with my video camera so that the world can see it.
Never underestimate God! I got a call from him a few months later asking me to show up with
video camera.
Here is the video of the revival: http://youtu.be/vOHQsYqyPx4
He told me that they were originally going to do the revival without permission, but at the last
minute he decided to talk to the President of the college. To their surprise, she thought it was a
great idea and gave them permission to do a five day revival that included a giant wooden cross
perched next to the entrance of the central building on campus.
But God wasnt done
During the next 40 Days for Life I had made a promise to show up on a particular day even if it
was only five minutes. And that became a literal promise when I lost track of time and by the
time I looked at the clock it was only forty minutes until the pro lifers would be leaving.
Factoring in traffic I would only be there for five minutes. I thought about skipping, but decided
to keep my promise. When I arrived they were packing up the pray to end abortion signs. I
grabbed one of the boxes and prepared to help them load it into a car when a man crossed the
street and approached us.
He said, God told me to pull over and join you and start preaching. He then looked at all of
us and then said matter-of-factly, So here I am.
For the next three hours we visited with this young man. He was a traveling insurance salesman.
A couple weeks prior he had driven by and for the first time in his life he heard an inner voice
tell him to pull over and start preaching.
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He told me his wife had died and hed lost his job, but that it felt great to stand with us and pray.
And so we prayed together. We prayed for his injured back, for his children, and that God would
provide him a job so that he could support his family.
I told him he may not realize it, but this day was special. I knew from the look on his face that he
wasnt convinced, so I told him he wasnt the first person to get out of his car and join us. And so
I could say with confidence that hed accomplished the most difficult part: showing up.
I told him that simply showing up was always honored by God. And that praying and starting a
relationship with God changes everything. When he left he said, Ill be back to pray with you.
And I know he will because Ive seen how God works.
P.S. If youre standing alone dont interpret that as a failure. Youre probably there because you
were chosen.
But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he
is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him. Hebrews 11:6
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CHAPTER 3
Heart of a lion
It would be impossible for me to write a book about my experiences on the sidewalk without
mentioning David Allen. He is a Civil Engineer who lives in Houston, TX but just as the
Apostle Paul is not known for his tent making prowess, David will likely not be remembered for
his construction projects, although Im sure theyre top notch.
David was called to be courageous against a mighty enemy; and stand alone in the spiritual
valley while the volunteer armies from both sides looked on.
In the Bible, the shepherd boy David was known for his courage when he faced the beasts of the
field and eventually Goliath. And when he reached the front lines overlooking the valley of Elah
that separated the armies of the Philistines from the Israelites the military leaders wanted him to
follow their familiar playbook.
They dressed David in the armour of man, but he could barely move. It must have been amusing
watching a boy tripping over himself with unfamiliar weaponry and clothing, David fastened on
the sword over the tunic and tried walking around, but because he was not used to them, he said
to Saul, I cannot go in these because I am not used to them. So he took them off. 1 Samuel
17:39
What the leaders didnt understand was that this shepherd boy was already wearing the whole
armour of God!
Ironically, he was probably too small and too weak to wear such military armaments. And yet he
was the one chosen by God to destroy the enemy. And thats because the repeating theme of
King Davids life was to bring glory to God. Both Israel and its enemies would see the power of
God shining through a shepherd boy armed with only a slingshot. And yet, hed been raised up
by God and prepared from childhood for this victory. The Philistines laughed until Goliath fell
to the ground dead.
In our time God calls us to the spiritual battlefield and
he gives us living examples that illustrate why were
not to fear the enemy - because He is greater. And in
the city of Houston, TX David Allen was called to
confront the Goliath of the abortion industry.
Sadly, during my time in Houston, TX the local
Planned Parenthood affiliate decided to build the
largest abortuary in the Western Hemisphere. Its
depicted in the cover art of David Allens book on the
previous page and in the picture to the right.
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In addition to our federal tax dollars, many of the richest and the most powerful citizens of
Houston, TX knelt before this altar of human sacrifice with their tithes and offerings to fund its
$26 million dollar construction cost.
The mayor of Houston was there to cut
the ribbon and celebrate its opening in
May of 2010. And in 2011 the women's
auxiliary of the Harris County
Democratic Party celebrated Christmas
inside the abortuary. And in 2014, the
mayor of Houston, Annise Parker,
married the campaign treasurer for
Planned Parenthood, Kathy Hubbard.
Lest there be any doubt where the city
stood on abortion, in 2014, the Mayor
and the City Council called for the
repeal of pro life legislation in Texas
and for the passage of new legislation
that would enshrine tyranny over the
unborn as the settled law of the land.
The city of Houston is a modern day Nineveh.
When pro lifers observe the decadence and debauchery of the political and business leaders of
Houston, TX the initial reaction is often a very negative one. However, history shows us that
God loves fallen cities and calls them to repentance. Jonah is a famous example of a reluctant
hero who wanted to serve God on his own terms, but eventually learned that service to God
doesnt involve negotiations.
The Bible says, When Jonahs warning reached the king of Nineveh, he rose from his throne,
took off his royal robes, covered himself with sackcloth and sat down in the dust. This is the
proclamation he issued in Nineveh: By the decree of the king and his nobles: Do not let people or
animals, herds or flocks, taste anything; do not let them eat or drink. But let people and animals
be covered with sackcloth. Let everyone call urgently on God. Let them give up their evil ways
and their violence. Who knows? God may yet relent and with compassion turn from his fierce
anger so that we will not perish. Jonah 3:6-9
And the Bible says, When God saw what they did and how they turned from their evil ways, he
relented and did not bring on them the destruction he had threatened. Jonah 3:10
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Its also no mistake that God had given Nineveh 40 days to repent.
How many modern Jonahs has God called to warn the cities of their impending destruction? If
all who were called to the sidewalks to preach repentance were willing to submit to Gods will
we might be in the midst of a revival today.
The story of Jonah resonates with me because I am often reluctant to see what God sees in the
hearts of sinners who are running from Him and persecuting the innocent. Despite the fact that I
am a sinner who was rescued, like Jonah, all too often I only want to see Gods justice prevail
and not his mercy. God is just, but his justice is made perfect by his mercy.
And that brings us back to David Allen.
Though the world didnt know it, God had sent a warrior into the valley to face the Goliath of the
abortion industry but this David wasnt there to destroy them. He was there to call them to
repentance.
David responded to the construction of a mammoth altar of human sacrifice in his city as a call to
the sidewalk, but when the news first broke, I remember being disheartened. It appeared to me
we were losing the battle. Rather than shutting down a single clinic in Houston, the enemies of
God were building the largest abortuary in United States history.
It seemed Houston wanted to embrace death and laugh in the face of God. To make it more
desperate, on many days there were more pro choice volunteers than pro life volunteers standing
on the sidewalks.
And then David showed up to sound a trumpet.
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Excerpt from The Horn of Samuel by David Allen (free full version available here)
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Growing up in the idyllic coastal community of Coronado, California, I selfishly thought the
white sand beaches and endless days of surfing and sailing existed just for me. I was the center
of the universe and could just reach out and take whatever I pleased.
In the summer of 1971, before my senior year of high school, I met a delightful girl with a bright
smile and a happy heart. Her family had just moved in down the street, and she would be a
sophomore at my school. She loved the beach as much as I did, and we surfed and sailed
through the summer together. We became fast friends and then high school sweethearts.
Shed grown up in a loving home, and her parents welcomed me into their family. She loved art
classes, and her beautiful projects were always presents for me. She completely trusted me with
her heart.
But in 1973, shortly after Id graduated, she became pregnant. Despite our relationship, my only
concern was how this would affect my own dreams.
As we faced this pregnancy, I did not see a precious new baby and a lovely young mother, but
rather the need to avoid the consequences of my actions.
It so happened that the U.S. Supreme Court had issued a ruling just months earlier, in a case
called Roe v. Wade. It was breathtaking in its scope, overthrowing the protective laws of 50
states, and conferring to American citizens, broad rights to decide which unborn children would
live, and which would not.
Wed heard about the case, and flowed with the tide of popular opinion supporting it at the time.
We could not imagine the heartache it would bring us.
Just as Parenthood planned, we were ushered into a storefront office, and found a straightforward
solution to our problem.
She was 16 at the time, and there was apparently no requirement to inform her parents. In secret,
we drove to Childrens Hospital in San Diego.
After being examined, she was left on a gurney, exposed to passersby. When she asked to be
covered, she was humiliated by a nurse who told her coldly, You should have thought of that
before. After it was over, another nurse told her, It was a boy.
A dark sadness filled the car on the drive home, as she shared these deep hurts with me. We left
the tiny remains of our firstborn child behind.
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Our relationship withered, along with her bright smile. Abortion is a hidden sadness. It cannot
be shared and it is not appropriate to grieve. Its consequences manifest in lowered self esteem,
as once high ideals are crumpled by addictions, depression, and other devastating consequences.
It became my darkest secret, and I know it was hers as well. As we went our separate ways,
serious problems would follow each of usthe bad fruit that abortion produces.
I expected the sadness to fade away, but instead it was a nagging heartache that grew slowly
stronger, like a choking vine. It was not my only secret; but it was by far the darkest.
Id kept this secret through two failed marriages. I divorced my first wife in 1980, for purely
selfish reasons, and hurt her and her family deeply.
A second marriage would be unhappy, except for two beautiful sons whod arrived in 1985 and
1989. My second wife left me in 1989, taking our two little boys, and in a divorce I did not
want, I tasted the hurt Id caused my first wife.
Through all this, no matter the rationale justifying abortion, I knew in my heart, that Id taken the
life of my first son, and had then hurt many other people with my selfishness. Now, all this
seemed to be surfacing at once to accuse me. And a long-suppressed grief process for my first
son was finally beginning.
Growing up, Id learned the 10 commandments as Gods rules. Almost twenty years later, as I
turned 38, I realized Id broken them all.
After my boys were taken from me, I moved East to be near them, but was then transferred to a
project in Louisiana. And there, for the first time in my life, I was fired.
That evening, I sat alone on a grassy slope, looking out over the Mississippi River. I sensed a
journey was beginning that I could not control. And there I felt the urgent need to read my
Bible.
Id had similar feelings before, but each time Id tried, Id be convicted by the passage I chose to
read and would close the Bible to go my own way.
But now, something made me search through my trunk and pull it out. I began reading with a
passionan insatiable hunger for the New Testament that this time, would continue unabated. I
wanted to learn everything I could about Jesus and what He had said.
While confident that I would soon be re-employed, no companies were interested in talking to
me. I loaded my pickup truck with all I had left, and began a physical and spiritual journey
westward. Staying with a series of friends and relatives, I progressed along a road that stretched
from Louisiana to the Pacific coast.
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The journey lasted all summer, as things grew more and more desperate. My savings were
quickly gone, and my numerous debts seemed overwhelming. My pride was crumbling into
humility.
After almost 5 months, I was staying with an Aunt in the San Francisco area. Buried in debt, and
no longer able to visit my two boys, I would occasionally lie on the carpet and weep. There was
a vivid sense of falling into a black pit with nothing to hold on to.
Each morning, I would make calls and send out resumes, but by now I expected nothing but
silence or rejection. In the afternoons, I would escape for long walks. As each past wrong or
debt would come to mind, Id say, Let it go, trust in God. The reminders were so relentless
that I would say over and over, Let it go, trust in God Let it go, trust in GodLet it go, trust
in God...
I continued to read my Bible hungrilyonly there could I find peace. I was getting to know and
trust Jesus.
And then, on August 17, 1992, a miracle happened. I was walking along a cool, shaded trail in a
redwood forest above Oakland. Id gone there to be alone with God. Leaving the trail, I found a
secluded spot and sat down on the soft forest floor. I looked up at the treetops waving against a
blue afternoon sky. And in complete silence, I entered my Guilty plea before God.
Father God, I see now how Ive taken a life and hurt so many people. Im
destitutebut thats fineI dont care. And Im homelessand thats Okayit doesnt
matter. But, there is just one thing I must ask. Lord Jesus, if You would, please take this
mess Ive made of my life. Its too heavy for me. I cant carry it anymore.
There was a sense of peace walking back to the parking lot. Typing a letter the next
morning, the phone rang. It was my old company telling me they wanted me back in
Pennsylvania right away. I loaded up the pickup and began the cross country drive, sleeping
in a pup tent.
During the trip, I had a second offer from a company which needed me on a project in
Boston right away. After a stop at my old company in Pennsylvania, I went on to see my
boys in Virginia, and while we were at a water park playing, I received a third offer. The
first offer had come less than 24 hours after my prayerand three in less than a week! And
that after no one would even talk with me for 5 months.
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I took the job in Boston and began the process of paying off all my debts. I found a Biblebased church, where I came to understand Id been saved and where I would be baptized.
There I met a beautiful Christian lady named Anna, who accepted me even after I told her all
my secrets. She seemed to genuinely love my two boys that came up for regular visits.
Anna insisted on a proper courtship, which seemed much too long for me, but she would
eventually agree to marry me. We have been blessed with three wonderful boys of our own,
and a beautiful home. My two older sons are on their own, both wonderful success stories.
But early in our courtship, I knew it was important to share with Anna, my abortion secret.
In response, she offered her forgiveness, and reminded me of Gods.
During this process, I felt led to give my first son, whom I had aborted, a name. I named him
Samuel. I now knew that God had knitted Samuel in his mothers womb, and would always
love and care for him.
While Samuel is lost to us in this present time, he lives with his true Father, and they have
both forgiven me, and are waiting to welcome me into a kingdom where there can only be
forgiveness and love, and where there are no tears.
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We subsequently introduced ourselves to David the next time we saw him on the street corner
and he explained that he was being prosecuted for criminal trespass by the city of Houston.
When the Planned Parenthood executives heard that David had walked into the construction site
and blew the horn they went ballistic. The Harris County District Attorney evidently agreed that
this crime could not be overlooked.
They were going to make an example of David Allen.
Although I dont practice law, I have a law degree and during the trial I attempted to persuade
David to cooperate in getting the case dismissed. David would smile and say, Thank you
Steven, but Im trusting God.
Prior to the trial we advised David that he needed to get an attorney and we did some preliminary
research to locate some pro life attorneys licensed to practice in TX. We found a couple
prominent lawyers in Houston, TX who professed to be pro life and agreed to represent him.
David listened to each of them describe strategies to compromise and avoid a trail, but David
declined each such offer, feeling he needed to face this giant in full dependence on his faith in
Jesus Christ
As the trial date approached David was surprisingly calm. The presiding judge then suggested a
public defender. David agreed to meet with the public defender and we thought that perhaps it
still might work out.
I then received a voicemail from David who said, Steve, the public defender seemed angry with
me and Ive declined his assistance.
I didnt know David very well back then so I thought he must be overreacting. Why would the
public defender be angry with him? David was a very collegial person. And the idea of
representing yourself within the legal world is not looked upon favorably. The saying goes, A
man who represents himself has a fool for a client.
At this point I was pretty sure David was going to jail.
The day before the trial we met David on the steps of city hall with our video equipment. And
here is what he had to say on those steps: https://youtu.be/I98iLRF-qro
(click link to watch video)
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A number of pro lifers and other shofar sounders showed up for both days of Davids trial. Also
in attendance were the Planned Parenthood staff, construction worker witnesses, and a number of
young District Attorneys who came just to watch the spectacle. I sat directly behind the District
Attorney who seemed overjoyed to be prosecuting this case. Ironically, his name was Joshua,
and we learned later that his wife is an OB/GYN physician who had delivered thousands of
babies in Houston.
The first surprise was that there was a man dressed in a suit sitting next to David Allen. I
suspected it was an attorney, but I already knew that David was representing himself. Moments
later, the trial began and it was a circus from the beginning. The District Attorney stood up and
said, Your honor this is highly unusual but the public defender would like to address the court.
And then we listened to the attorney who the city of Houston had originally appointed to defend
David Allen testify against him. I could not believe my ears this man was willing to risk losing
his license to practice law to attack David Allen in open court and on the record!
The darkness obviously saw something in David Allen that rest of us had missed.
As the Public Defender spoke his neck and face turned a deep red and he was waving his arms
wildly. He told the court that David Allen wearing a tallit was a mockery and he wanted him to
remove it. He was so strident that an armed Bailiff tapped David on the shoulder to make room
for him to stand with David to protect him. For those unfamiliar with Jewish tradition, a tallit is a
Jewish prayer shawl.
This was the first of many occasions that a
mistrial should have been declared. The
Public Defender had violated his attorney
client privilege and was now a witness for
the prosecution.
After the Judge ruled in Davids favor,
Joshua turned to David and hissed under his
breath, Youre not even Jewish, are you?
David seemed upset at this accusation, and
responded firmly, I am of the tribe of
Judah. Grafted in!
Joshua then argued that a pro-lifers t-shirt to be removed or turned inside out because it had a
pro life message that he felt would taint the jury. And then the judge took over.
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The judge refused to remove anyone from court because of what they were wearing and
reminded the District Attorney of their Constitutional Rights to free speech. And it was apparent
that this judge was not going to be swayed by public opinion.
It turns out that this particular judge was an ordained minister.
The mystery of the man sitting beside David Allen at the defense table was also solved. The
previous day the judge spoke to an attorney hed known from law school who happened into the
court on other legal business. The attorney was advised, I have a case for you, but there is no
time to prepare and you wont get paid.
After hearing these details, this attorney agreed to accept the case and act as second chair for
David as he would be defending himself. This attorney was a partner in law firm who none of us
knew, but he was a Christian willing to serve God with no notice.
Maybe God had a plan?
David didnt listen to me and he didnt make any of our legal arguments. I was focused on
getting David off on legal technicalities, but Davids primary focus was to serve God and not
worry about the consequences.
When the Planned Parenthood staff and construction workers were called to the stand David
reminded them, Didnt I tell you that God loves you?
David Allen was witnessing to the enemies lined up against him!
And the more David witnessed to the Planned Parenthood staff and the construction workers, the
more unhappy the District Attorney became. At one point he stood up and yelled, I object!
Your honor hes not making legal arguments. Were not here because God loves people.
But he was wrong. That was the only reason we were all sitting in a courtroom.
The Bible says, The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but
is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to
repentance. 2 Peter 3:9
God was calling the city of Houston to repentance. God was calling our nation to repentance.
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And that would have been my reaction. David had a good paying job and family to support. You
dont waltz into the heart of darkness and proclaim the love of God and expect to keep your job
and your family intact. If that happened pretty soon everyone would be doing it.
It took courage to walk into that building, but the world didnt celebrate Davids courage far
from it! The jury in Davids trial convened for only a few minutes. They quickly found him
guilty of criminal trespass.
It didnt matter that the construction workers and Planned Parenthood lied on the stand. They
said they thought he had a gun, but when video that a pro lifer had taken was shown in the
middle of the trial their lies were exposed. It showed a smiling David Allen walking calmly into
the building and saying exactly what he testified to in court.
David wasnt the first servant of God found guilty for obeying God.
Jesus was also found guilty in the court of man. And out of love he allowed that court to carry
out its most tortuous of sentences. But that was as the Lamb. As the Lion, He will return and
deal will deal harshly with the fallen church and cast sinners into hell, Not every one that saith
unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my
Father which is in heaven. Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied
in thy name? And in thy name have cast out devils? And in thy name done many wonderful
works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work
iniquity. Matt. 7:22-23
Who is Jesus talking about in this passage? Its a prophecy about a future generation who will
call themselves Christians and use the vernacular of the Bible and yet not know Him. Hes
talking about pastors, priests, and parishioners of a dead church.
According to Jesus they will be saying Wait a minute God I played the part! I worshipped
you!
But they didnt follow Him and they didnt serve Him. And theyre going to hell, Every tree
that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Matt. 7:19
The dead church of our day certainly fits the description so it comes down to a question of our
hearts. Who are we REALLY serving?
The empty sidewalks bear witness to the truth.
The police serve and protect the interests of the state even when those laws violate Gods law.
And Christians are called to serve and protect the interests of the King of kings and Lord of lords
even if that means we must confront a godless nation and its godless laws.
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But it takes a special kind of courage to serve God knowing in advance the cost will be great.
Its easy to worship God in the comfort of an air conditioned pew, but to serve Him in the streets
sometimes requires great sacrifice. And yet those who proclaim God in the cathedrals are often
the first to mock that which they dont understand, How dare you walk on private property
youre supposed to be peaceful and prayerful!
We signed a statement of peace!
Did Jesus come to bring peace on Earth? Here is what he said, Think not that I am come to send
peace on earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword. For I am come to set a man at variance
against his father, and the daughter against her mother, and the daughter in law against her
mother in law. And a man's foes shall be they of his own household. Matt. 10:34-36
(emphasis mine)
On the steps of city hall David Allen said, To know the truth, to be emboldened by the truth,
and to share the truth.
Jesus wasnt handing out statements of peace to his disciples in an effort to persuade Rome that
they need not worry about their presence. He was telling them to grab a spiritual sword and
divide and conquer a sinful world. Jesus made statements of conquest, Truly, truly, I say to
you, whoever believes in me will also do the works that I do; and greater works than these will
he do, because I am going to the Father. And whatsoever you shall ask in my name, that will I
do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son. John 14:12-13
Jesus Christ brings spiritual discord because his existence demands a spiritual verdict. Will we
go on serving ourselves and display the forms of godliness, but denying the power of God that
could make us holy and righteous, or will we submit to the will of God and serve Him?
The truth divides a nation because sinners reject it. The United States rejected God in 1973 when
they made abortion legal. We rejected God and his works on Earth and the army that was called
to rescue this nation and its unborn children was the church of Christ.
But the church failed miserably, but God will be victorious.
Were called to be Good Samaritans even when the church leaders ignore the truth. Jesus Christ
said, Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your
strength and with all your mind; and, Love your neighbor as yourself. Luke 10:27
The theologian then asked Christ to clarify what he meant by neighbor.
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And Jesus replied, A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he was attacked by
robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead. A
priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the
other side. So too, a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side.
But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on
him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on
his own donkey, brought him to an inn and took care of him. The next day he took out two
denarii and gave them to the innkeeper. Look after him, he said, and when I return, I will
reimburse you for any extra expense you may have.Which of these three do you think was a
neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of robbers? The expert in the law replied, The one
who had mercy on him.
Jesus told him, Go and do likewise. Luke 10:30-37 Jesus used the example of a priest and
Levite for a reason.
These men knew the law, but didnt follow it. The Good Samaritan lived it.
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CHAPTER 4
Be bold!
The National Review recently published an interview with Deborah Edge who is one of the
women who confessed to the many horrors she witnessed while working with abortionist
Douglas Karpen. In the interview she stated, In my years at this facility I had been approached
by the people praying outside and I would ignore them. Then one day in 2011 I saw a young man
dressed in a suit. He had a small pendant on his jacket that signified life. He would park his SUV
on the side of the road and pray at the gates of the facility. I thought to myself, WOW what
dedication to God. One day, I decided to see what he would say to me. That was the day I
learned of Abby Johnson and her organization And Then There Were None. He didnt have her
contact information on him at the time so he gave me his email and told me that he would get it
for me. He begged me to leave the industry and assured me that Abby would help me. I
remember thinking that it all sounded ridiculous. Who would want to help me? I was their
enemy, right?... I didnt know if anyone could help me further, but I decided to call Abby. I was
sure they werent really interested in helping someone like me, but I didnt have anything to lose.
The first time I spoke to her, it seemed unreal. That guy who prayed outside our clinic had
actually been right. National Review
Source: http://www.nationalreview.com/article/352427/leaving-abortion-texas-interview
When I read this quote I knew exactly who she was talking about in fact I remember receiving
a phone call from the man in the suit on the day he spoke with her. I didnt know it was at
Karpens abortion facility -- or even who Douglas Karpen was at the time. I just remember
Jonathan Davidson calling me to share his excitement that he had encouraged the workers to
come outside and talk with him, and they actually did!
As usual, I failed to see the miracle. Maybe this book should be called, A Cynics Guide to the
Pro Life Movement.
In my defense, I had spoken to plenty of clinic workers over the years, and I have never seen
anything happen. I had interviewed Abby Johnson shortly after she left Planned Parenthood, but
I knew that she was next door to where 40 Days for Life started, and it took many years of prayer
and spiritual intercession for her conversion to take place.
How much good could a single conversation have on clinic workers?
Quite a bit! Those women quit and confessed to unspeakable crimes they had personally
witnessed while working in the abortuary of Douglas Karpen in Houston, TX. Their testimonies
would shine a spotlight on the same Distract Attorneys office that was willing to invest untold
resources prosecuting pro-lifers, like David Allen.
Here is the video of their confession: https://youtu.be/9fhyJItGPko (click link to view video)
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After watching that video, I was certain that the District Attorney and the Houston Police
Department would prosecute Douglas Karpen. In Philadelphia, Kermit Gosnell was prosecuted
and sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole, and their DA didnt have
YouTube testimony of former staff.
But in Houston, TX, nothing happened!
Only in a culture of death could a District Attorneys Office fail to convince a grand jury to
indict a serial killer, despite multiple employee testimonies directly implicating him in the
murders of babies born alive. This miscarriage of justice is a reminder that Houston is a fallen
city, where the mayor is civilly married to the campaign treasurer of Planned Parenthood and off
duty police officers work at the abortion clinics.
The gates of this sinful city will not fall without effectual, fervent prayer.
Douglas Karpen also performed abortions in Dallas, so out of frustration I contacted the head of
homicide in Dallas, TX in an attempt to have charges brought against him. Sadly, they refused to
investigate without a complaint being filed by someone with firsthand knowledge.
You can read the email exchange here: https://www.scribd.com/doc/147729592/Who-do-theyserve-and-protect
God is patient and longsuffering.
The final chapter has not been written on Douglas Karpen. The voice of the defenseless victims
cry out from the grave but even as politicians, police departments, and many churches of
Houston ignore their cries, your voice will be heard. The pro-life community must never accept
the apathy of the Houston and Dallas police departments as the final word.
The final word is Gods Word.
"Amen, I say to you, whatever you did for one of these least brothers of mine, you did for me." Matthew 25:40
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A few minutes later he was escorted out by an off-duty police officer working inside. And so I
offered him some pro-life pamphlets and suggested that he start his quest to end abortion with a
smaller goal. He immediately began handing out leaflets to the employees of the clinic and even
followed them to their cars asking them to reconsider. This brought out the police officer again,
who told him that the adjacent parking lot was also private property.
I hadnt done a very good job of explaining the rules.
And so, for the rest of the day, he stood with us. I told him I was surprised that he was here
because of an abortion that occurred before he met his girlfriend. I thought back to all of the
women I had dated who shared the pain of their prior abortions and my pathetic reaction. It
never occurred to me to drive to a clinic and try to stop that from happening to others.
God had to hit me over the head with a sledgehammer. Jonathan was different. He was sensitive
to the suffering of others in a world that had become desensitized to abortion. And he possessed
one other special gift.
Jonathan had the special ingredient sometimes missing in the pro-life movement: boldness.
He informed me that although he was one of the top financial planners in his office, he was so
unhappy with his life that he was thinking about quitting his job and moving to Saipan. I asked
about his relationship with God, and he told me that he had been an atheist for most of his life
and that he became a Christian in college, but that he had turned away from Christianity and
turned back to agnosticism. I knew that God never sent warriors who were not his sheep.
Jonathan didnt know it at the time, but God was waiting for him on that sidewalk.
Mary Hanley was stationed there for a reason that day. And she was probably the only person
who could have talked me into reluctantly participating in Gods plan. Ive noticed Im often the
Jonah character in Gods unfolding storylines. ;-)
Jonathan and I spent the next few years together in front of that clinic. Many of you watched the
video of David Allen on the steps of city hall before his trial Jonathan was holding the mic
while we shot the video. He even went into the Planned Parenthood fundraiser and played the
piano until they realized it was him. On my last day with him at the abortion facility, he was
stopping every car before it entered the facility and talking to the driver and the passenger before
handing them literature. The guy next to me said, Id like to be like him someday.
And before long, that gentleman was handing out literature too. Boldness is contagious!
I eventually moved to Charlottesville, VA and then Dallas, TX but I remained in touch with
Jonathan who would occasionally share his stories with me. And then one day he told me that he
had become a Catholic. I couldnt believe my ears!
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And all of those moments and those people eventually led to Deborah Edge and her fellow lateterm abortion workers who saw a man in a suit praying and thought, Wowwhat dedication to
God.
The glory is Gods dedication to Deborah Edge and to the man that God sent, and all the people
that prayed leading up to that moment. This happens every day, but we dont know the series of
events that were orchestrated by God to rescue and redeem His children. There are so many other
Deborahs who are waiting for someone to answer Gods call and stand outside of their clinic
and pray.
And there are so many Jonathans waiting to be fed Gods Word and to become His faithful
servants. So many young men and women who are thirsty for the truth.
All of these blessings occur when Gods warriors show up. And that includes many of you who
are reading this book. Thank you for your sacrifice and your persistence. Your hard work is
paying dividends, even if you never see the faces of all the people who were touched by your
willingness to serve God.
God has a specific plan that involves specific people including you.
Its a blessing to be in a pro-life movement. Its a blessing to stand beside God and watch His
miracles unfold. I hope this story will motivate you to continue in your work, especially for those
who are weary, or to start anew if youve been wounded and on the sidelines. Our God is famous
for second chances!
And our God is victorious.
Let us not grow tired of doing good, for in due time we shall reap our harvest, if we do not give
up. Galatians 6:9
P.S. Ive stood in front of abortuaries which were closed directly because of new legislation that
was passed in TX and I was told that the video of the women confessing to what they saw in
Karpens clinic affected many legislators. I realize now that the intent of the heart is critical.
When Jonathan showed up to end abortion and not compromise with abortion, he reflected
Gods will. God doesnt negotiate with evil He ends it.
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Jesus Christ encountered the same hypocrisy during his lifetime, But do not do what they do,
for they do not practice what they preach. They tie up heavy loads and put them on men's
shoulders, but they themselves are not willing to lift a finger to move them. "Everything they do
is done for men to see: They make their phylacteries wide and the tassels on their garments long;
they love the place of honor at banquets and the most important seats in the synagogues; they
love to be greeted in the marketplaces and to have men call them 'Rabbi.' "But you are not to be
called 'Rabbi,' for you have only one Master and you are all brothers. And do not call anyone on
earth 'father,' for you have one Father, and he is in heaven. Nor are you to be called 'teacher,' for
you have one Teacher, the Christ. The greatest among you will be your servant. For whoever
exalts himself will be humbled, and whoever humbles himself will be exalted.- Matt. 23:3-12
Imagine how different the Bible would have been if all Jesus did was preach but never asked the
disciples to follow him. It would have been a very short story of confusing teachings without any
pupils. Thankfully, Jesus was not only a great orator expounding the truth he was a man of
concrete action. He told the disciples to take up your cross and follow me. And later he
admonished them to go into all the world and preach the gospel.
If your pastor or priest is not challenging you to follow them into the mission fields then you
might not have a shepherd. You might have a theologically trained orator that has all of the
trappings of a shepherd, but none of the spiritual gifts.
Or worse you might be following a wolf that seeks to devour the sheep.
When I moved to Charlottesville, VA I was told by Rob Schilling, a local conservative AM talk
radio host, that I needed to be careful because there were churches of death in the city. I thought
he was exaggerating no church would publicly embrace death.
I could not have been more wrong.
I decided that since it was a small college town I would begin emailing the local pastors and
invite them to the sidewalk and share a few of the inspirational stories with them. And that was
my first introduction to churches that embrace death and promote it.
Two pastors at a local church emailed me and asked to be removed because they support
abortion and one of them served on the board of directors of Planned Parenthood. I later learned
that the local Planned Parenthood was started by an ordained minister and that other ministers in
the area had been directly involved promoting that altar of human sacrifice.
It was my first correspondence with wolves who dress in the vestments of the Christian Church
but who are there to promote sin and sacrifice the sheep to their master, Satan. In my research I
discovered that a similar infiltration occurred during slavery with some southern pastors owning
slaves and promoting slavery.
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A runaway slave wrote, Indeed, I can see no reason, but the most deceitful one, for calling the
religion of this land Christianity. I look upon it as the climax of all misnomers, the boldest of all
frauds, and the grossest of all libels. Never was there a clearer case of "stealing the livery of the
court of heaven to serve the devil in." I am filled with unutterable loathing when I contemplate
the religious pomp and show, together with the horrible inconsistencies, which every where
surround me. We have men-stealers for ministers, women-whippers for missionaries, and cradleplunderers for church members. The man who wields the blood-clotted cowskin during the week
fills the pulpit on Sunday, and claims to be a minister of the meek and lowly Jesus. The man who
robs me of my earnings at the end of each week meets me as a class-leader on Sunday morning,
to show me the way of life, and the path of salvation.
He who sells my sister, for purposes of prostitution, stands forth as the pious advocate of purity.
He who proclaims it a religious duty to read the Bible denies me the right of learning to read the
name of the God who made me. He who is the religious advocate of marriage robs whole
millions of its sacred influence, and leaves them to the ravages of wholesale pollution. The warm
defender of the sacredness of the family relation is the same that scatters whole families,
sundering husbands and wives, parents and children, sisters and brothers,leaving the hut
vacant, and the hearth desolate. Frederick Douglas, April 28th, 1845
Frederick Douglas recounted that many of the worst slave owners were southern pastors. History
has repeated itself as some of the most egregious offenders in the battle to protect Gods children
have been men of the cloth.
During my time in Charlottesville I was invited to listen to a University of Virginia Law School
professor discuss a book she had written about Roe v. Wade. It was my assumption that she
would defend abortion and that there would be a lively debate, but I never raised my hand
because there were no issues to debate.
I was stunned at what this law school professor had to say.
She said that feminism was not an early supporter of abortion, but that they jumped on the
bandwagon late in the game. She said she was surprised to learn that it was liberal leaders of the
Christian Church that were the champions of abortion. In fact Roe v. Wade was only one of
several federal cases appealed to the Supreme Court seeking to legalize abortion. There was
another case supported by hundreds of liberal pastors.
That case never came before the court because Roe v. Wade made it moot.
Those liberals pastors were referring their parishioners to abortionists when abortion was illegal.
And that explained why I kept finding the fingerprints of pastors on the abortion industry across
Virginia. An early business partner of abortionist William Fitzhugh who owned the other
abortuary in Charlottesville was also a pastor. And those sinful pastors didnt step down from the
pulpit after Roe v. Wade. They continued to preach sin from the pulpit. They bred other snakes
in their likeness and today they fill the churches of our country.
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Their scripts serve the same God that demands the lives of our unborn children. Their stories
celebrate sexual perversion as the new normal. And that is where the Christian Church is
spending their time. They have been co-opted by a box on their wall. And they have surrendered
completely without the door of the church being cracked opened.
We invited Satan into our homes.
But what happens when a Good Shepherd makes time for God and shows up on the spiritual
battlefield? The result is why this chapter was written.
A transformation
We can also imitate Christs self-gift on the cross by doing our best to love him whenever we
see him crucified and forsaken in our neighbor. Such a love fosters a spirituality of communion.
Brother Ian Bordenave
On a hot summer day in Houston, TX a Lutheran minister showed up to the sidewalk of a
Planned Parenthood abortion clinic wearing a white clerical collar. He stood 65 and looked
more like a defensive lineman for the Houston Texans football team. He was one of the tallest
pastors I had ever seen in my life.
We were all very happy to see him and I said to him, Thank you for showing up. Youll be
surprised at the ministries youll encounter on the sidewalk.
And then a woman began weeping loudly behind him. We turned and saw a middle aged
homeless woman holding a porcelain baby in her arms that a friend of mine always brought with
her.
As she rocked the baby in her arms she told the minister that she had aborted two of her own
babies in the abortuary behind us. She said she was an alcoholic and to my untrained eye she
looked very close to deaths door. She was also missing her front tooth that she had recently lost
in a jail fight.
For the next three hours this man ministered to the homeless woman.
And after they had hugged and she left he turned to me and said, Wow you werent kidding
about the ministering were you? You barely finished the sentence and it started.
I didnt need to ask him to come back. He became a regular visitor to the sidewalk.
He was eventually called away to a church in California. And I eventually moved away too.
One day I was sitting in my living room thinking back on that day and reflecting on how God
had truly worked a miracle in that homeless womans life.
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And then I realized I had forgotten to tell the pastor how the story ended.
Many months later, it might have been as long as a year I was standing on the same sidewalk
and a woman in a flower dress came walking toward me. She was smiling brightly as if he she
knew me, but Id never seen this woman before or so I thought.
As she got closer she said, Dont you recognize me?
To my amazement it was the homeless woman! Only she wasnt homeless anymore and she
wasnt missing any teeth.
She told me that her life had changed on the sidewalk that day. She had given her life to God and
she was no longer homeless or an alcoholic. And she had come back to say thank you.
I was stunned at the transformation both physically and spiritually. The Bible says, And be
not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may
prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God. Romans 12:2
This beautiful woman was a walking billboard for that scripture verse!
I emailed the pastor that day to tell him how God had blessed his decision to stand on a sidewalk
amongst the sinners. He responded and told me hed wept all morning long at the good news.
Tears of joy
And so I share this story with you as example of the blessings that are waiting for Gods people
when they show up to the sidewalks where the sinners gather. I believe that if Christ were
walking the Earth today one of the places he would frequent are the sidewalks that lead into the
temples of darkness to offer hope to the hopeless, and a spiritual home to homeless.
This Lutheran minister didnt abandon his church or his ministerial duties when he decided to
join us. He simply found the time to be a good shepherd to the lost.
And its my hope and prayer that many other shepherds will hear Gods call to the sidewalks and
partake in the spiritual blessings that are awaiting them.
And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that
where I am, there ye may be also. John 14:3
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