Yesterday morning as we gathered in the CPC parking lot to pray (prior to walking down to begin sidewalk counseling at the Bellevue abortion clinic), a young man in a truck pulled up alongside us. He got out, threw down his cigarette and rather haltingly approached us.
"Are you the people who are usually out here? The people against abortion?"
"Yes," I said. "At least we're the ones that are here on Monday mornings. Can we be of any service to you?"
The young man didn't answer at once. And when he did, he stumbled over his words a little. Finally, he got out his story -- his marriage had been in some trouble and, without his knowledge (let alone consent) his wife had come in the week earlier and had an abortion. He said he just wanted to thank us for being here. "This is the right thing to do. And I just wanted to come and tell you that. And to thank you for trying to tell people what's right."
I spoke to him about the various services (including post-abortion) offered by A Woman's Touch and the AAA Center in Omaha and encouraged him to pursue them. We also explained we would be praying for him and reminded him of the power and grace available in Jesus Christ.
It was, as you can imagine, a most significant way to begin our witness at an abortion clinic.