Death Toll July 28-August 2, 2008

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 400,000 mother–child relationships in their 34 year reign of terror

 

Monday- Bag n’ Tag approx 147 babies from the past week’s carnage were bagged and tagged for medical research labs, pharmaceutical and cosmetic firms.

 

Tuesday- approx 21      TN, MS, FL, MD, MO, IL      2 pro-lifers    It was blistering hot! Locally, we were experiencing power outages from the heat. Too bad Granite City, in particular Hope(less) chop-shop, was still operating under full power, still butchering women and killing babies this day.          

            A foul-mouthed coward took his frustrations out on a young boy who was standing in the gap for his unborn grandchild. He didn’t like the fact there were witnesses outside this dark place. “What is done in secret will be exposed.” Luke 8:17 “For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be known or brought out into the open.” Our son Hunter knows the truth and commented the verbal beating only increased his faith in standing up to evil and injustice. “We’re not killing innocent babies, you are.” Truth is hate to those who hate the truth.

            One couple walked back out this day. Hopefully, they spared their baby. We were unable to confirm.

 

Wednesday- approx 7      MO, IL      1 pro-lifer    Mostly follow-ups from the day before.

 

Thursday- approx 39        KY³, TN², MS, LA, MO, IL      2 saves   onsite ultrasound     3 pro-lifers

            Thank God for the overcast skies. It was still hot and humid as we began our reconnaissance mission outside this deathcamp. The front lot was already full and mothers were pulling into the adjacent lots. Early on, God was answering our prayers. Pasha and her boyfriend came walking out into our arms. We held our baby’s picture. She smiled and told us she didn’t kill. We offered to show her a free ultrasound and she said she already had one and was approx 4 weeks along, but said she would come back for a follow-up ultrasound with us, where we see more. They accepted our literature, shook our hands, and drove off this lot. Thank you Jesus! We also handed them a copy of the recent lawsuits and details regarding this chop-shop.

            An older man from Kentucky brought a very young girl. He shoved her onto the catwalk as if he knew the routine. We documented his plate and vehicle. A lot of pedophiles and rapists bring little girls to this sexual pervert’s paradise to get rid of the evidence. We didn’t know if this was the situation but covered our bases anyways. We recently helped expose a child rapist from Arkansas who brought a 13-year-old after he repeatedly raped her, impregnated her, and then brought her to Granite City to get rid of the evidence. Hope Clinic protects vermin like this. They make a lot of money off them.

            We handed a copy of the lawsuits to another young couple from Missouri going in to kill. The young girl, Christine, stopped and read the article. She walked back over to us and asked for an ultrasound. We were preparing to leave for the day but brought them inside, quickly took a short history, and scanned her tummy. We apologized for the rather warm conditions inside our van, but they were grateful. They promised to follow-up with her regular physician. Praise God!

 

Friday- approx 43      IN, MO, IL      1 pro-lifer    The torrid heat wave continued this day. We had another appointment earlier and were running a little behind. God was still on the throne and still in control. Both lots were full and mothers were still walking inside to kill. We softly called over to offer them another option.

            So much Black history was going inside to be murdered. Is it any wonder why we see so much violence in the Black community? Just the other day in North St. Louis , a Black man was gunned down over a cheeseburger. A 10-year-old boy stabbed his 12-year-old cousin in the neck. Senseless. But when you sow bloodshed in the womb, you will reap it in the streets.

            Unfortunately during our watch, no one took us up on our offer for free help and real hope. It was very draining to stand in this heat.

 

Saturday- approx. 30      IN, IL, MO      4 saves   onsite ultrasound    approx 125 pro-lifers              

            Community of Faith and other churches took the time to drive the two-three hour drive to be the watchmen on the wall this sweltering day. Pastor Todd led the charge. The sidewalks quickly filled with gentle Christian warriors who sang God’s praises as mothers began trickling inside this death mill. It was very convicting to hear men and women singing, “Jesus loves the little babies” as abortion-bound women stood in line to sign out the death warrants on their innocent babies.

            The fake collared man spent most of the morning screaming condemnation at them, but when the real Church of Jesus Christ began singing, he quickly faded off the sidewalk. One good intentioned woman tried to tell him his, “actions are chasing more babies inside to be killed.” He proudly told her he was doing God’s work. She rebutted, “Jesus would never stand out here screaming at these pregnant women.” This Christian woman quickly realized this religious zealot was full of himself and there to satisfy his flesh and ended the conversation. She resumed her position on the wall and continued praying.

            Angela walked over to “Jenean” while she was parking on the employee parking lot. “Good morning, can we help you?” She looked over while gathering her stuff and asked Angela, “Can you please walk me inside?” She must of thought we worked at the abortion mill. She continued, “Those people are convicting me with that singing.” I said, “Good, I’m here to help save babies.” I then told her of our free resources we help mothers with and said I could walk with her but was hoping she would let us help her with the love of Jesus. She was a bit miffed. The deathscort soon appeared and intercepted her. She heard the praises coming from the saints standing in the gap as she walked inside. We didn’t give up. We prayed and kept intercepting abortion-bound women.          

            As the crowd was gathering for prayer, I noticed Jenean walking back out and caught her in the alley. She got inside her car and asked me if I could really help her. “Yes,” I responded. She wanted me to come onto the abortion mill parking lot. The deathscort told her I couldn’t. I told Jenean to get out of her car and she walked over and accepted the brochure. She also gave me her number and asked me to phone that night. Praise God! She was 8 weeks pregnant and they didn’t let her see her ultrasound. She agreed to follow-up with us. Thank you Jesus! She drove off their lot.     

           We let Pastor Todd know of the save and it encouraged the large group of prayer warriors. Bam! One precious baby spared for the kingdom with more on the horizon. We noticed the small rosary group when two Black American girls came back out. The passenger looked over to me and said, “I didn’t kill it. You saved it.” I responded, “I didn’t, but the Lord did!” She smiled and got into the car and they drove off. Linda, a sidewalk counselor, smiled and we prayed as we watched them drive off the lot.

            Linda then held up her two kids, her rubber baby models 10 weeks old, to the pregnant women walking inside. You never know what works. We then turned around and walked over to a small white minivan containing a Black family. The driver started by thanking us for being there. She then unfolded this beautiful testimony. She pointed to Angela and said, “Thank you for saving my grandbaby 9 years ago. You were out here and you helped my daughter. I now have four grandbabies. They are precious. I thank God all these people are out here singing His praises.” We then escorted her van over to the church group to tell her testimony and encourage them. It was all good!

            About that time, we noticed butcherette Clarissa, proudly pro-choice and Catholic, and a new employee walking inside. We greeted both with a good morning and Clarissa quickly snapped at us, “It’s gonna be hot today Angela.” “Yes it is,” I responded thinking, “Not as hot as hell will be if you don’t repent and get out of this bloody business,” but I held my tongue. Instead I inquired, “Clarissa, will you be selling percocet to the other employees inside the mill today?” A not so haughty looking Clarissa Cunningham marched inside. The illegal drug activity inside most abortion mills is like shopping inside a nickel and dime candy store. Who’s policing this chop-shop? The crazed drug store rats!

            Just then Basilla drove up with her grandson Lino 12 months old. “Look Angela, there is the baby you saved,” and she took a picture of us. Others started to gather around her car. He was precious, but a little shy. She showed his picture and another sibling we helped save with the ultrasound machine to the group. Basilla was helping her daughter raise these beautiful babies. She then told us she knew a pregnant girl in trouble and needed some help. She asked, “Angela, will you do an ultrasound on her and show her her baby?” “Of course Basilla! Can you find her? It’s awfully hot and we were getting ready to leave.” Basilla said, “I will go and bring her back if I can find her.” We prayed and told the other saints to pray for the situation.

            The prayer warriors were proclaiming on the main thoroughfare in this City of Slaughter as they always do on their mission trips here. There were many honks and waves of support from the locals. It’s good to remind Granite City of the dragon in their own backyard, that they can have the victory if they would only show up for the battle.

            As the church group loaded up on their busses and vehicles for the drive home, Basilla showed up with a very pregnant young girl. We thanked Pastor Todd and the group and ran off to the ultrasound van. I warned them it would be hot inside the van as we lack proper air-conditioning. “That’s okay.” Basilla then said, “Please Angela, show her her baby,” and we quickly set up and scanned her tummy. The baby’s head was huge. After measurements, it appeared to be 36 weeks.

“Oh my!”

            Nicole, 16 years old, gave me a brief history. No prenatal care, no baby supplies no nothing. The father of the baby was recently deported. She was feeling hopeless. The sweat was dripping from my brow. I apologized. She was sympathetic. I told her of our resources and how dangerous it would be to abort a baby this late-term. She didn’t want to abort but needed urgent help. We prayed. She wanted to know what she was expecting. As I scanned her again, she heard the baby’s heartbeat for the first time. It appeared to be a baby girl. They were all excited. Basilla blurted out, “Angela will help you.” I then suggested we end the ultrasound as it was too hot inside this tin can. We exchanged contact information and advised her to follow-up with Dr. Mark. She thanked us. We handed Lino a treat and they got into their car and left. Thank you Jesus!

            What an honor and a privilege to serve others. Even in this heat wave, when our legs feel like rubber and we walk a little sluggish by day’s end, God is with us. He will provide if we have the right heart and the right attitude. 2 Chronicles 16:9 “For the eyes of the Lord range throughout the land to strengthen those whose heart is true to Him.” Today I look for You God in all of Your gifts: the tender smile of a child, the warmth of the summer’s sun, and the meaning of the Cross. “Commit your work to the Lord, your plans will be established.” Proverbs 16:3. A hopeful attitude expects the best, is prepared for the worst, and is flexible enough to take what comes. Just call us “rubber-maid”.

            Former concentration camp survivor Elie Wiesel said of the millions of Jews who were murdered in the Nazi Holocaust, “They were not so much harmed by the oppressor as by the bystander.”

 

Approx. 140 babies killed. 6 babies saved. Approx. 132 pro-lifers cared enough to show up throughout the weeks’ massacre. 2835 saves since January 2000 and 26 babies have been adopted through Small Victories!

 

            Be encouraged~ Angela