The pains of my past lost their sting when I realized their purpose.
I have asked God many questions about my life and this journey. Questions like…
Yeah, I know I had abortions, but is that what I’m supposed to talk about?
Am I really fit to do this?
But, God, can I please talk about something less controversial?
His answers: Yes. Yes. No.
Well that’s awesome. I guess I will keep pushing forward and trust you in the process. Then, out of nowhere, I get hooked up with this amazing organization that helps educate pregnant/abortion-vulnerable women of their options, and I am over the moon excited because I’ve done my research, and they are saving lives, and living is cool and it’s everyone’s right, and I can’t stop smiling about it.
So I decide to partner with them with hopes to reach even more women which involves me building a bus that’s equipped with an ultra-sound machine, staffed with a sonographer and several volunteers who love on these women, cry with them, hug them, pray with them, counsel them… all that leads to 4 out of 5 women who walk onto these buses end up keeping their babies. I mean… WOW, right?!
But here’s the thing… Raising money for something like this isn’t easy. Even more, becoming a sponsor, giving money, is even harder. You don’t get the satisfaction of seeing a little child finally drink clean water from his new well. You don’t get to place a picture and a carefully translated letter from a sweet little girl on your refrigerator door. You won’t ever be able to write a letter to a child. But what you will do is a save a child. You will save a mother. You will save a father. You will help break the cycle that leads women to believe abortion is their only choice.
This isn’t a warm-fuzzy, sexy, brag-about cause. It’s mistakably political and has become a hot-topic that too often ends in arguments and division. I wish that would change. I would love to see that change. And, perhaps, it will. Maybe if enough of us put our brave shoes on and decide that wanting to save a baby isn’t a bad thing, or something to be ashamed of, then perhaps the stigma will change.
If you’ve gotten this far in the post, thank you. Either you are a family member, bored, or truly interested in why I do what I do, and you, yourself, have a heart for it as well.
So to you, who have gotten this far, I would like to ask you to prayerfully consider becoming a sponsor of my Save The Stork Bus. And to say thank you… the first 10 sponsors to pledge $30.00 a month for 1-year will get a signed copy of my book as a thank you.
Just comment that you have sponsored, I will get a report from Save The Storks that you have sponsored, and you will receive my book with a special gift as a thank you.
Your gifts are tax-deductible and life changing. It’s really a win/win.
Thank you. If you’re a sponsor, considering becoming a sponsor, a prayer warrior, a constant encourager… thank you. I could not do this without you and God who keeps cheering me on!
Become a hero…