"Help, Lord, help!"

Written by Caroline Slingerland on Monday, 24 February 2020.

The only prayer I had left

Today’s visit to the Orlando Women’s Center can be described as a struggle between Light and Darkness, life and death. John Barros greeted us happily from the spot which he has faithfully occupied for the last 16 years, and briefed the first-timers on the rules: where we could or could not stand, what to say and how to reach out to the women, and then he led us in prayer.

Not long after, people started arriving. We looked to John to tell us whether this was a clinic worker, or a client, and then tried to offer help and hope to the women. Most hurried past us, into the brick building where they would pay to have the life of their child extinguished.

Pricking the Conscience of Our Culture

Written by Justina Van Maren on Friday, 08 August 2014.

Pricking the Conscience of Our Culture

When doing pro-life activism on the streets we often hear interesting results from the Christians that cross our path. Some appreciate what we are doing. Some have concerns, and some of those concerns are interesting ones. After only three months of doing this work full-time I have the feeling that I've heard it all. I haven't, of course, there are always interesting new angles to look at. As a CCBR intern, I have been taught how to reply to nearly every pro-choice argument in the book, but when it comes to people who bring up the Bible there are endless questions that are brought to our attention and many that we need to think through on the spot. However, one question that is definitely a recurring theme is, "Why do you think that God needs images? Don't you think that He has the power to change minds through His Word?"

Why We Fight the Way We Fight

Written by Jonathon Van Maren on Monday, 31 March 2014.

Why We Fight the Way We Fight

One of the questions pro-life activists are asked often is, "Why don't you use Christian arguments to make the case against abortion? Isn't the case against abortion inseparably rooted in the fact that human beings are created in God's image?"

Well, yes. And also, no. Let me explain.

First of all, the example we would usually give is that of a firefighter. A firefighter wouldn't cease in his task of saving lives, of pulling endangered human beings from a burning building, to talk about God with people inside the burning building. The immediacy of the circumstances demands that he work first to rescue those being "drawn unto death." However, we would point out that a firefighter honors God by fighting against imminent and dire circumstances to preserve God's gift of life. The firefighter's actions illustrate the underlying truth behind them: That life is precious. Parallel examples (resistance workers pulling Jews off death camp trains, humanitarian workers hiding fleeing refugees from genocidal forces) could also be used to illustrate this point. Just as the actions of these human rights defenders honor God by fighting for those created in His image, so too does the actions of those seeking to defend the lives of those in imminent danger of abortion.

My Encounter with an Abortionist

Written by Maaike Rosendal on Thursday, 06 March 2014.

My Encounter with an Abortionist

Every day, at the crack of dawn, our sons Jonah and Elliot climb into our bed to snuggle together and sleep for a little longer. Today was different. While the house was quiet and the sun still hid behind the horizon, I laid awake thinking about last night's debate. It became clear that my opponent, Dr. Fraser Fellows, had no coherent argument for abortion, nor did he rebut the pro-life case against abortion—more about this in a post on CCBR's blog later. But an event like this also warrants personal reflection.

Killing the Blessings

Written by Jonathon Van Maren on Monday, 26 August 2013.

Killing the Blessings

Every once in a while, I read something that surprises me with its impact. On Tuesday, I stumbled across an article posted on the "Gender Focus" website just a few minutes before—the opening sentence was: "This afternoon I had an abortion."

The word "abortion" doesn't lose its power when you see what it looks like every day, and when the focus of your week is exposing the public to literature depicting what the Toronto Star called "bloodied, tiny bodies" a few days ago. It's a word that hides, not reveals. It represents the passing of a human being, forced from this life by our barbarism, our selfishness, and our apathy.

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