Street Report Apr 9-14, 2007

>   2230 Babies saved since January 2000 !  

Death Toll April 9-14, 2007

Reporting from the “Baby-dumping capital of the Midwest” Granite City , IL .

  Once known for their towering steel mills, now known for the baby-dumping mill.

Hope Clinic- American Family Extermination Camp “destroying families one child at a time”

Severing over 375,268 mother –child relationships in their 33 year reign of terror

Monday- Bag n’ Tag 154 murdered babies for medical research, pharmaceutical, and cosmetic firms from past week’s carnage.

Tuesday- midnight abortions  approx. 34      IN², KY, MO, IL      2 saves      16 pro-lifers   We wrapped up the radio program and rolled up to the crime scene to take up the second shift of watchmen on the wall. Morgan Co. Right to Life held a peaceful, prayerful vigil throughout the early afternoon. One young mother saved her baby on their watch. They brought a youth group and it was an education for them as they prayed and pleaded for the babies.

            Many of the mothers cursed and mocked God’s Word as we tried in vain to dissuade them. Only Mia and myself were left standing; it was getting dark. The police officer across the street was finishing up his report and occasionally looked over at us. This is a dangerous area when night falls. We felt it was time to pack up and head home. Before we left, we spoke with a couple who confirmed they were keeping their baby.

            Earlier in the day over in St. Louis at Planned Parenthood, 2 saints stood in the gap where approx. 23 babies were walked inside this deathcamp. Abortionist John Stopple was the hired assassin. The male prayer warrior explained to Daniel how lonely it has been standing in the gap almost by himself all winter, praying and pleading for these babies’ lives to be spared. He added, “A small group of Catholics will come out on Saturdays.”

            Lord, our prayer is for more hearts to be stirred to the call outside this deathcamp.

Wednesday-approx. 7      IL      1 pro-lifer    As the federal appeals court in St. Louis, Missouri was hearing arguments regarding the South Dakota abortion ban that was voted down this past year and being heard on appeal, we took the proclaiming line to the Madison Co. Courthouse in Edwardsville Illinois where, for the most part, we were well received  Many attorneys and passer-bys gave us a thumbs up as we held our pro-life signs and did some free advertising for Hope abortion mill’s attorney. Read “Abortion protest outside courthouse leads to arrest”.  It’s all good!

Thursday-approx. 31      IN², KY, MO, IL      2 saves      5 pro-lifers    Winter had returned as we fought the winds and the bitter cold. Mothers were pouring inside this deathcamp. These were not little girls who were making babies in the back seat of their boyfriend’s car. We watched many thirty-ish and forty-ish women walking in, some laughing, to rid themselves of the responsibility of raising a child. We worked feverishly to talk with every woman walking inside or driving onto the lot.

            Throughout the morning, two precious babies were spared, including a young lady from Belleville , Illinois who chose life for her baby this day.

Friday-approx. 45      AR, TN, MO, IL      3 saves      7 pro-lifers    The sun peaked through the cold to help warm us outside this deathcamp. We had many conversations this day with the mothers and their accomplices.

            One grandmother tried to justify her actions to Daniel and Jack. Her daughter was a senior in high school and had plans for college. She was 20 weeks pregnant. They were Christians and knew this was wrong, but her education was more important than an innocent life. Her mother said she would go back inside and try and talk her out of it. She never came back out during our watch.

            We were able to speak with a young family carrying a child in a pumpkin seat. Her name was Andrea. We explained our free services outside this abortion mill and made the comment, “You don’t want to go in there and do that to your baby.” She broke down and began crying. Jack began praying the “Our Father” and I held her trembling body and whispered pleas of mercy for her innocent child. She didn’t want the abortion, the father of her babies wanted it. He came over and grabbed her from our arms and began pulling her away from us and telling her she, “needed to go in there if she wanted to go home with him.” We realized our words were worthless. We immediately bowed our heads and began praying for God’s intervention. Yes, it was disheartening, but just like the frontlines of the battle we did what our Commander told us to do. We had to get over it and move on to the next potential casualty of this war. It was like a triage on the frontlines of the war.

            “Serena” and her mom came over to us and told us they were keeping their 8 week old baby from Missouri . Praise God!

            Another black American family stepped out from the slaughterhouse. She was upset and the man held her while the older woman stood by and watched. We pleaded with them to, “Choose blessings or curses this day,” that God had plans for them to prosper, Jeremiah 29. The young man walked over to me and accepted the literature and said they were talking it over and he didn’t want to do it. He thanked us and walked back over to her and they talked for a few more minutes, then opened the abortuary door and walked back inside. They never came out during our watch.

            Hours later, couples began staggering out with their taka-homa-saks. We told them that God had a plan for their lives. One couple told me to, “Go to hell.” They, “don’t believe in God.” The young boy took our literature anyhow and walked down the street.

            Another couple of black descent walked out and told me, “Get away from me white lady.” The repercussions of the “Imus in the Morning” fallout was in full swing. Racism is on the warpath. The worst form of racism is to kill your own child, your own race.

            The baby body parts courier pulled up and retrieved boxes of dead babies and shoved them in the car and sped off.

            Later that day, Small Victories save little “Cara Nicole” made her debut, weighing 6lbs. 12oz. 20 inches. The day ended on a high note.

Saturday-approx. 47      TN, KY, AK, MO, IL      3 saves      85-90 pro-lifers    3 deathscorts

            It started out with a cold, steady drizzle which soon turned into a deluge pouring waves of constant rain. Not only was it a spiritual battle, but an endurance battle of sorts outside these gates of hell.

            The Lord’s army showed up in bus and van loads from across Southern Illinois , over two hours of driving. As soon as their feet hit the bloody pavement, the skies opened. Pastor Todd led in prayer and introduced three other pastors and some of  their congregations. It was an awesome sight to behold! Moms, dads, children, and grandpas and grandmas marched around this deathcamp in the pouring rain with signs that read “Life is precious”, “I want to live”, and “Stop abortion”. We, the battle fatigued remnant, were so inspired and blessed for the reinforcements this day.

            In the driving rain, the sidewalk counselors were able to approach many cars and speak with the occupants. It was so disheartening to see so many from the black community seeking instant relief from the responsibility of a child. One irresponsible male sat down low in the back seat of one car with two young girls. He was decked out with major “bling” designer clothing. We knew what he was all about. He could of cared less. He asked me to produce some money and he would think about not making her go in there. The driver took our brochure and was reading it when I began telling him about black genocide. He told me to, “Shut-up,” or he was “gonna pop” me. I stood up and told him, “If that’s a threat, I can call the police and we will see how long your rap-sheet is.” I felt the Holy Spirit moving me away for my safety. He then sat up and had a sober look on his face. They eventually got out and walked inside.

            A church from Granite City showed up in this weather and joined our ranks

            The tornadic winds broke one of the pastors umbrellas. I told him to hang onto it for church services in the morning as a witness… In other words, “Show ‘em your battle scars.”

            On the fifth round of a “ Jericho March”, I noticed Daniel was missing not only gloves from the round before but now his coat. I inquired. He informed me, “Some of the new people didn’t dress for the weather,” so he lent first his gloves, then his coat. I told him “All you have left are your pants. You had better keep those-(this town has laws, you know!) and went off to join the marchers as he grinned.

            It was so rewarding to see the Church of Jesus Christ being the Church this day. Pastors then took the proclaiming lines over to the main throughfare in this City of Slaughter and stretched the Christian soldiers out along the roadway to bear witness to and reminded the residents and those passer-bys of the atrocity and blight that goes on and resides in their fair city. We were there to wake up the locals, their leaders, pastors, and fellow human beings. Little people are being premeditatedly murdered within the city limits. A serial killer is on the loose in Granite City . It was time to cut off the devil’s bloodline. He roams freely about and his victims are the smallest and weakest among us. He thrives on innocent blood.

            Fr. Gene showed up to pray the rosary in the downpour and Mercy’s Child sang on the front sidewalk in the inclimate weather.

            To our surprise, a father who saved his boys from the abortion mill years ago, showed up all the way from Kentucky to reacquaint us with them and let us know he named them both Michael after those who helped to save them. The proclaimers were so encouraged to see babies that were saved and a grateful father. We hugged and promised to stay in touch.

            Throughout the stormy morning, three babies were spared including Tara and Tim 8 weeks pregnant from Cape Girardeau , Missouri . We stood for five hours in the pouring rain to the disbelief of those fair-weathered friends. It was the least we could do to bring some dignity to those without a voice, who lost their lives this day.

            As in the parable of the Good Samaritan, we are to love our neighbor as ourselves. To take pity on the downtrodden and those who have been robbed as the man who lay on the road side. Many a Levite, a priest stepped across the road as not to look or lift one finger to help the beaten and naked man, but the Good Samaritan stepped down into the trenches as we do daily outside this deathcamp and showed mercy. As Jesus commanded, “Go and do likewise”. Are we listening? Luke 10:25-37. 

Approx. 164 babies killed. 10 babies saved. Approx. 119 pro-lifers cared enough to show up throughout the week’s massacre. 2230 saves since January 2000 and 23 babies have been adopted through Small Victories!

            Be encouraged~ Angela