Street Report July 30 - Aug 4, 2007

>   2391 Babies saved since January 2000 !  

Death Toll July 30-August 4, 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 186 murdered babies for medical research, pharmaceutical, and cosmetic firms from past week’s carnage.

Tuesday- midnight abortions 31      IN, MO, IL      3 pro-lifers    It was the “dog days” of summer as a small remnant stood in the gap for the voiceless. It is always sad to see grandmas and grandpas escorting their grandbabies to their deaths. “How can we tell others not to kill when we allow mothers to kill their own children?”     

Wednesday- 6      IL, MO      1 pro-lifer   A few mothers were back to finish the grisly murders of their late-term babies.

Thursday- 41      IN³, NY, NH, MO, IL      7 pro-lifers   Another blazing hot day as we began intervention rescue efforts. So many of these babies scheduled to be executed were black-Amercians.

            Most of the mothers and their accomplices did listen to my pleas and offers of mercy and free help, but few takers. Even little Isabella was trying, “Please don’t kill your baby,” as they walked by her. Izzy stuck her tongue out to express the temperatures as the sun was braising us. Most of the males mocked our efforts; they were glad to get rid of their little responsibilities. “Don’t they realize they are killing their future?”

Friday- 32      IN, NH, TN, MO, IL      2 saves   on-site ultrasound      6 pro-lifers   We had heavy cloud cover, PTL! but it was still humid and hot as we rolled up to the crime scene in this city of slaughter. The front lot was filled to capacity and over-flowing. Mothers were pouring inside once again.

            We began our reconnaissance mission and were met by many mothers from the day before. They were back to finish their late-term abortions. More black history stood in line to sign the death warrants out on their innocent children.

            Praise God we were able to talk a couple inside the ultrasound van to see a picture of their baby. The male, Vincent, was pressuring her and wanted nothing to do with the screen. Lisa looked and watched her 20 week old baby boy sucking his thumb. “Look momma, he’s auditioning for his life.” She smiled. We then listened to the heartbeats, approx. 142 midline. She then explained why they came to the clinic. She was still in college. This was her first pregnancy.

            We spoke for what seemed a long time, but turned out to be only minutes. My spirit went into extreme lifesaving efforts as I realized the devil was overpowering this couple. Vincent refused to be a part of the conversation and was indicating that they needed to get inside the clinic. Her eyes welled up with tears. I then hugged her and whispered, “Lisa, you don’t have to go in there. If someone is forcing you, we have safe-houses. We will help you and the baby. Please don’t do something you’ll regret. You have to live with this.” I then stood back and said, “I feel I need to tell you at this point how this baby will be killed; it’s brutal and it’s never safe. You see those ugly signs out there, that’s what your son will look like.” I could feel them slipping out of our hands.

            Vincent walked out and told Lisa to follow him. “Let me pray with you.” I hugged her again and prayed a short prayer that this was the Lord’s battle and we needed Him to intervene and touch their hearts. “Let this baby stir inside her womb, and bind up the murderous spirit inside this slaughterhouse.” Our hearts were so heavy as we watched them go inside.

            We straightened up and returned to our post on the last lines of defense for these babies. The baby-body parts courier picked up the dead babies while we were inside the ultrasound van.       Throughout the morning, two precious babies scheduled to die were spared at different times. While the children and Daniel packed up our signs and resources in the van, I stood by the pole and prayed in the alley. Something told me to look up and I noticed a young woman standing there with tears in her eyes. She looked familiar. I asked her if I could help her. She stepped closer and said, “You already have.” I then remembered her face from several weeks earlier. I asked her, “Did you kill your baby?” She motioned, “Yes.” She then collapsed in my arms and began sobbing.

            She told me several weeks ago I tried to save her baby. “You were awesome,” she said. “You didn’t scream at me and yell like others were. You listened to me. I knew it was wrong. I’ve repented. I’ve asked God to forgive me.” I asked her if she left the abusive husband and she said, “Yes.” “Do you still have my contact number?” She said, “Yes.” I then wiped her tears from her cheek and told her, “You don’t have to cry anymore.” We hugged and she told me, “Thank you again,” and walked away.

            I mourned for that baby. We need Jesus! I think I know how Jesus felt with the woman at the well when confronted with her sins.

Saturday- 41      IN, MO, IL      3 saves      25 pro-lifers including 1 priest, 1 seminarian, rosary group    3 deathscorts    Praise the Lord! Saturdays are the hardest days to try and save babies as the troublemakers are usually there causing distractions and screaming the babies to their deaths. As we set up the pregnancy van, only one mocker stood screaming.

            A car hurriedly pulled up to the entrance and a mother from the day before got out; she was having difficulty walking to the door. We noticed her pants were saturated with blood. She fell to the ground doubled over in pain. She could not stand as she was moaning and delivering her late-term baby in her pants. It was graphic. The deathscort opened the door and employees picked the woman up and took her inside. That’s what you call “choice”.

             It was amazing to see the depths the remnant will come from to stand and pray outside these gates of hell in Granite City : a family from Nokomis , Illinois , a couple from Cape Girardeau , Missouri . We are blessed!

            We see a lot of Christians walking inside to kill, but it really gets your ire up when they wear their Christian shirts to go inside and sacrifice their babies. One black family walked in with a Jesus shirt on. Shame. “Stand up and protect that covenant baby,” someone yelled.

            But nothing shocks us anymore. It’s to be expected. That’s the condition of the Church today. Most have turned into financial ministries or country clubs. They could care less about the issues destroying our nation. You’ll never see them confronting the devil.

            Three couples throughout the morning changed their minds and chose life for their babies this day. We prayed and thanked everyone who came and stood with our ministry in the awful heat. One deathscort asked me if I thought hell would be hotter. “This is nothing compared to what hell will feel like.”

Approx. 151 babies killed. 5 babies saved. Approx. 42 pro-lifers cared enough to show up throughout the week’s massacre. 2391 saves since January 2000 and 23 babies have been adopted through Small Victories!  

Be encouraged, ~Angela