Horrified abortion worker couldn’t believe what she saw in the petri dishes. That’s when she called me.
(LifeSiteNews) - Sometimes people ask me why I’m so committed to helping abortion facility workers leave the abortion industry. Well, besides the fact that I was once one of them, there are other reasons. I wanted to share this brief story from a former abortion worker who contacted my ministry (abortionworker.com) for assistance.
"I left the abortion clinic I worked [for] on August 8th. My husband and I were in no shape financially for me to leave and there were many great perks that came with my job there. I had excellent pay, health and life insurance that were no cost to me, three weeks of paid vacation annually, tuition reimbursement, and 401K that they would match dollar for dollar to what I contributed.
“Every morning as I walked in, I would hear a kind voice outside the fence (a bit distanced from the shouting crowd) that would offer to help me find a new job. I usually ignored it. I sat behind bullet proof glass every day and watched the sad, hardened faces of so many women walk up the steps to the clinic and walk out drugged, teary eyed, and heartbroken.
“I was set up to start training in the pathology lab in the coming weeks and I was scheduled one day just to ‘sit in’ and see what happens in there.
“In a tiny room with a ‘Biohazard’ sign on the door, I met God. In tiny little petri dishes, neatly displayed with a patient's name sprawled on each label with the giant letters POC printed on them were the tiny little faces of God's children. Some of them weren't recognizably human but most of them clearly were.
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“There I sat face to face with about twenty people. Twenty people who you couldn't see walk through the door, twenty people who didn't get to plead their case in the counseling room, twenty people whose little hearts were barely able to beat, twenty people who didn't get a choice, twenty people who would be tossed in a freezer at the end of the day to wait and be carted off to a burn site as medical waste. ‘Medical Waste’ or ‘Product of Conception’ were the only names these people would ever be given inside our clinic.
“I left work that day with such a heavy sorrow in my heart. I have never felt those types of intense emotions before. I prayed to God that night to show me a way out. I shamefully went into work the next morning and I heard the kind voice outside the fence again. But everything was different that day. I decided when I left I was going to reach out to these people and I wasn't going to remain a part of this."
That “kind voice” on the other side of the fence had been telling her about And Then There Were None. When this worker left work that day, she contacted us. It was then that her healing began.
How important is her conversion? It is invaluable. Not only is she now a strong pro-life advocate, she has found salvation and healing in Christ. So, is her conversion important? You can bet your eternal life it is.
In this movement, we must strive for conversion in every person we meet. Whether they are pro-life in name only, on the fence about abortion or an active abortion supporter, it is our job to act as missionaries to them. I can’t confidently say that “this person’s” conversion is more powerful than “this person’s.” What I can say is that every conversion is a victory in Christ. Every conversion is a victory for the unborn and their mothers.
One heart at a time. Let’s make abortion unthinkable.
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