“Have nothing to do with the fruitless deeds of darkness, but rather expose them.”
Ephesians 5:11
November 6, 2010
Praise the Lord, the “Name Them and Shame Them” tour has exposed another worker of iniquity inside this slaughterhouse. We have been praying for years for this young man since we first laid eyes on him at the tender age of 17. Ryan Goskie, a Granite City home-towner and former Catholic altar boy, began volunteering at this abortion mill as a deathscort and was being groomed by former long time education director and assistant counselor, Allison Hile, until her firing three years ago. Ryan was the only male employee inside Hope Clinic surgical abortion center other than the abortionist.
Recently he has been sighted at the St .Clair County Regional Educational offices in Illinois. During the past few weeks we have been asking the public to please pray for him. We posted a sign on our ultrasound van with this request in front of the abortion mill where he worked killing babies. In the past he has boasted of his ability to train residents over in St. Louis at the Barnes Jewish Washington University School of Medicine on how to dismember little babies in the womb. We have held several prayer vigils witnessing to the public--and the hospital--of this abomination concerning medical residents having to train to do abortions at this hospital and teaching institution.
Reportedly, Ryan has taken a position at a local hospital, hopefully saving lives rather than taking lives. “Lord, create in Ryan a new heart. Guide his hands to save and preserve all life. We pray for the medical community and workers of iniquity. Lord, may they cease to do evil, learn to do good, seek justice for the oppressed, and defend the fatherless. God, help us to appreciate the wonder and beauty of Your creation, realizing that they too have a purpose and a destiny. In Jesus’ Name we pray, Amen.”
“And if a wicked man turns away from his wickedness and does what is just and right, he will live by doing so.” Ezekiel 33:19.
“The greater the power, the more dangerous the abuse.” ~Edmund Burke
Meet the Hope Abortion Mill Meter-Maid
Lance Reynolds
Now meet home-schooling mom and prayer warrior Christa Owens and some of her six children.
She looks pretty dangerous doesn’t she?
She is so dangerous that Granite City Police Officer Reynolds decided to embark with lights flashing in full pursuit of Mrs. Owens (who had just left the abortion mill) to give her a $20.00 parking ticket for being parked halfway in the yellow area. This was all very upsetting to her young children. When faithful pro-lifer Stan came to her aid, meter-maid Reynolds threatened to arrest him for jaywalking and ordered Stan to stay on the curb. This campaign of intimidation and writing $120.00-$750.00 tickets against the Small Victories Ultrasound Van and their peaceful supporters is outrageous.
This past Tuesday, the Ultrasound Van was parked 80% within the parking zone. Only four minutes after parking, Hope abortion mill employee Ryan Goskie summoned the Granite City Police. Meter-maid Reynolds pulled alongside the van and began writing another outrageously priced parking ticket. When the Small Victories director attempted to back the van up another foot, meter-maid Reynolds sprang from his car, thrust open the ultrasound van door, grabbed her arm, and threatened to have the van towed. We explained, “We’re not going anywhere; we’re backing up.” There were witnesses to this account and they, too, thought this was over-kill. And this meter-maid has been issued a firearm?! God help us!
Isaiah 1. Woe to this once great city, it has now become a desolate town full of innocent blood and injustice. Its officials rule as roaring lions and take no correction. They oppress the righteous and take bribes. They deprive the poor and innocent of justice. They call evil good and good evil. Its inhabitants have become slaves to complacency and have fallen under a curse of what is evil. The shepherds are leading their flocks astray and their foes have become their masters.
When God’s remnant stands against evil and is making huge inroads by saving hundreds of babies and taking innocent blood away from Satan, they are a target. The devil will come hard after you for righteousness’ sake and you will be persecuted. In the past two years of our 18 year daily ministry on the streets of the City of Slaughter, we have seen hundreds of babies saved and adopted; we have seen conversions of employees, moms, and dads from this abortion mill. On a typical Saturday, Hope abortion mill would kill approximately 45-60 babies. This past Saturday we witnessed the killings of 15 babies and the saving of five babies scheduled to be slaughtered, including a set of twins. God is rejoicing and the devil is angry. Our prayers and daily witness have been powerful.
The ultrasound van is being targeted as it has been a source of truth to the abortion-bound mothers and their accomplices. It was so effective that this past Saturday, a Hispanic couple pulled onto the abortion mill lot and listened to us as we called over, “No aborto, no aborto.” They looked over at the Special Forces with the free help sign and came inside. Little did we know that all HELL would break loose as the portly male deathscort would pursue them and actually attempted to break into our ultrasound van where we were performing an ultrasound. Alleluia! We were able to view a set of 8 week old twins as the prayer warriors used their bodies to block the deathscorts from grabbing the door handle and entering our pregnancy van. “This is private property; you have no right to go inside,” they told the deathscorts.
The devil was fuming. Yet, this shows you the arrogance of those who love death. The abortion mill brazenly thinks it can walk right inside our life-saving van without a thought to the contrary, whereas if a pro-lifer walked up to the slaughterhouse doors and attempted to go inside they would be arrested on the spot, hauled off by local Gestapo, and sitting in a cell at the “Granite City Hanoi Hilton.” You see, there is a double-standard in this City of Slaughter where injustice reigns;For,instead of "protecting and serving" equally,local law enforcement, through harassment and intimidation, has chosen to side with the abortion mill against our ministry and anyone who would dare stand with us in the cause of saving the innocent.Understand,the abortion mill brings a lot of bloody revenue into this deplorable town. Not the steel mill, but the baby killing mill keeps this city afloat financially. It’s called “blood-money.”
Just last week during the Fall 40 Days for Life campaign, Christa and her children were praying on the front sidewalk when a young girl came back out of the abortion mill and decided to keep her baby. She came into Christa’s arms for a loving embrace and heard words of encouragement and thankfulness from this precious prayer warrior and her dear children. BAM! Little did Christa know then, but she instantly became a target of the devil. She just helped save a life.Like so many, she didn’t stay at home or in her comfortable office and fight the battle for little boys and girls destined to be slaughtered from her lazy-boy; she was with us in the trenches. That makes one dangerous in the fight for life, good versus evil. We should all be living that dangerously: living in such a way that through love and commitment and simply "being there",we are a threat to Satan and his kingdom of evil.Until that final day when we hear, “Well done my good and faithful servant.” Keep praying for a conversion of hearts, especially Officer Reynolds’ and those who take part in killing babies; but until that final day, we will see you at the gates.
In today's intention: May we absorb the truth that GOD IS PAYING ATTENTION to us, and to each human life, individually and personally. Candy and her sister Tiffany pulled onto the adjacent parking lot to the abortion mill; deathscorts and Mary and the youth group followed. I urged Donna to join them. Then God said, "It's okay; go on over." The deathscorts were at bay as God allowed a divine appointment with the facade of a hardened woman. Deathscorts tried to interrupt us, but we had protection. "Just give us ten minutes." Candy replied, "I'll have you know my mind's made up; I'm tough,.." but she agreed to come inside the ultrasound van. She had to walk through the groups of prayer warriors who were signaled to "pray harder" at the possibility that we may save a baby scheduled to die this day. Once inside, she kept up the front of being a self-made woman, making it on her own, raising two daughters already, and no man in sight; the government is not the "daddy" as most are, plus she is holding down a job. "Let's see how far along you are." "I already know," she said as she lay prone, twelve weeks. We scanned. There, an approx 12.3 week old baby appeared with his hand up by his mouth. "We may have a thumbsucker." "Thumb-sucking is not allowed," she answered.
Donna talked about Jesus and His plan. Candy told her, "I believe in God, but science also." "I don't see any gills on this one," I replied. "Look! He is dancing." They focused on the screen. It seemed like we talked forever. At one point, Candy told us she was abused and victimized for most of her life. "I'm tired of struggling." "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. It empowers you to be a strong woman. Nothing in life worth having comes easy," we told her. "You don't have to be a victim; you can be a victor, an overcomer."
She heard the heartbeats, 142 per minute; our guestimation was "a boy" but will be confirmed with her physician. We went over resources and mentors we could help with. "Just ask," we told her. She then began opening up a little and shared how she has no support, and never did, from her family and didn't depend on anyone. She doesn't trust anyone, especially after the abuse she and her daughters have been through with a former husband, which would explain why she doesn't like hugs. "It's okay Candy. I've been there; I know how it feels to survive that kind of abuse. That is why you don't like touching. I understand." We were exacerbated, running out of words. I asked her, "After seeing your little boy, are you still going to go in there and go through with his execution?" Her face was poker straight, and she asked, "Why do you say it that way?" "Because it's the truth of what the abortion mill is going to do to your child. He doesn't get a trial or jury; he won't get any pain medication, but you will." The van was quiet. When our words failed, "Let's pray," and we did.
I then looked up and said, "I've done all I can do inside here. What are we going to do?" She began sitting up, and for the first time I noticed tears in her eyes.Tears! They fell to her cheeks. She softly announced, "Well, I won't be going in there." I sat next to her as she wiped the tears, and I patted her leg, "It's okay." We took a few breaths. "I know you are not a huggy person, so I won't hug you, but could I please buy you breakfast?" We then exited the van. As I extended my hand out to her,and helped her down the steps, she grabbed it and asked my name again. "Angela," I answered. She replied, "Thank you Miss Angela. Yes, I will accept breakfast."
As we walked through the prayer warriors, I handed her some money to buy breakfast and explained where McDonald's was located. We made sure she and her sister got to their car unscathed; the deathscorts had gone by now and the troublemakers silenced their mouths from screaming. God was in control. I thanked her sister Tiffany for all of her help and support. "Call me, Candy. Be careful on your way back home." She smiled and got in the car. I returned to the sidewalk and felt a mountain lifted from our shoulders as they pulled off the lot. That was a hard one. We prayed again thanking God for allowing our hands to reveal the handiwork of God that lay nestled in this abortion-bound mother's womb. We also prayed for what appeared to be a hardened mother's heart, to be softened after listening to God's plan for her life and how much He loved her. Oh, how God cares for life and calls His people to to give of their time to appreciate, to care, to protect, and to love. Guide our hearts, Lord. In Jesus' Name we pray. ~Angela
Little children, let us love, not in word or speech, but in truth and action." 1 John 3:18
Thank you Jesus! It was midnight abortions; abortionist Erin King had arrived early. As the abortion-bound mothers walked quickly up to the purple doors, it was so obvious they were advanced in their pregnancies as their swollen bellies were hanging over the lip of their pants. We pleaded mercy and offered other options. Cars were driving by; many cursing us this day. We knew we were on target with the devil. We had just confirmed our third save for the evening when the two college girls from St. Louis University came back out and looked over at us. God was answering prayers. We met them in the alley; the passenger was in tears as she told us her situation. We tried to soothe her and dry her tears as her friend looked on. Her name was "Hannah." "That's our daughter's name!" We briefly shared her testimony; they smiled. "We would be willing to adopt another baby in order to help you out and save this precious one's life." She looked at me with tears and said, "I' m 30 weeks pregnant. I didn't know there would be anyone out here that would help us or that cared." "Did they show you your baby?" I asked. She handed me a paper. On it was the typical view mothers only get, that is the measurement of the crown part of the baby's head, "So they know how long it will take to kill your baby and how much to charge. We could show you your baby if you like?" She looked at her friend, "We really don't have time. I just want to get out of this place." We handed her our brochure, pointed out resources, and quickly prayed with her. She promised to call us.
As they drove off the lot, we gathered in prayer.We remembered today's 40 Days for Life intention: "May we have a heart and a zeal to save the poor and release the oppressed." Just then Andrea, a recovering addict we spoke to earlier, came out for a cigarette break. She had shared with me her plight. She was in rehab; this was baby number 4. She prayed to God to give her peace and to let this one in her womb come back to her another time as she was trying to get her life back on track. I pleaded with her and said that, "Our God is a loving God; a God of mercy and grace. But God hates the shedding of innocent blood. That baby is innocent. There are other options such as adoption." I shared about the post-abortive depression many women have gone through after their abortions, but Andrea was willing to take this risk. "I'm not here to judge you; that is up to God. But as His messenger, I'm offering you another way out, no matter the circumstances."
The abortion mill workers were eyeballing us and getting irritated. Finally, the guard came over and scolded Andrea that the staff has called her twice upstairs. 'There is still time to change your mind. God loves your baby, and He wants the best for both of you. Who knows what this child can grow up to be? He is full of endless possibilities. All he needs is a chance." She hugged me and whispered, "Thank you for caring. I will think about it and I will take your literature." With that, she walked back inside.
We prayed once more, "Lord, touch her heart. Let that innocent baby stir in her womb. In today's prayer You empower Your spirit to do Your will on earth. Send us the poorest, the most broken, the most captive, the most blind, and the most oppressed in the world: the innocent pre-born children in their mothers' wombs that are scheduled for destruction. Help us to bring them healing, liberty, sight, and justice through Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen."
Under beautiful, crisp autumn skies we gathered at the steps of Blessed Sacrament Cathedral in Springfield, Illinois along with Bishop Paprocki and Alveda King, niece of slain civil rights leader Martin Luther King Jr., to stand against evil and march for life. We held onto our sign: "Babies are a blessing" and pushed our stroller for LIFE.
Abortion Protesters March to Springfield Planned Parenthood
by Molly Beck
The State Journal-Register
Singing “We Shall Overcome,” hundreds of people marched through the streets of downtown Springfield Friday afternoon led by an heir to the legacy of Martin Luther King Jr.- not for race relations, but to protest what the walkers said they see as the U.S.’s foremost civil rights infringement: abortion.
Alveda King, a niece of the slain civil rights leader and an anti-abortion activist, spent her second day in Springfield with Bishop Thomas John Paprocki at the Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception. They asked about 400 people in attendance to help efforts to curtail abortions in the United States.
“Will you be able to say that you defended life?” King asked during a prayer service Paprocki held at the cathedral. “Let our dream that every man, every woman, every girl…that we do all we can.”
Paprocki’s ecumenical service promoted a peaceful march to Planned Parenthood’s health clinic at 1000 E. Washington St. Marchers included groups from area parochial schools.
Charlie Brown, 17, one of four Sacred Heart-Griffin students asked to participate in the service, read a quote from Martin Luther King asking for those in attendance to be concerned with “the nonviolent affirmation of the sacredness of all human life.”
Brown, who is black, said the significance of the day’s event for him was the promotion of anti-abortion efforts, not Alveda King’s appearance.
King, who lives in Atlanta, GA, spoke about her uncle’s, father’s, and grandfather’s work as pastors and said she knew they would support her years of work to end abortion.
On Thursday, Planned Parenthood released a statement saying King is using her uncle’s name to “further her position in the anti-abortion movement to the detriment of the health and well-being of women.”
The walkers headed out on foot about 2 p.m., going east on Lawrence Avenue and Cook Street, north on 11th Street, and then west on Washington Street. The group, some holding signs, settled in front of the clinic with a black pickup truck as home base.
Paprocki and King addressed the crowd again, asking Planned Parenthood to “bear witness to the truth” and offer women who seek their services the option of seeing an ultrasound.
“You say you want to give (patients) a clear choice- let them see their babies,” Paprocki said.
Pam Sutherland, vice president for public policy for Planned Parenthood of Illinois, responded that the organization does just that.
“It just shows how clueless the bishop is and Alveda King is about medical services that we provide,” she said. “Any patient who is considering abortion gets an ultrasound, and we ask if they would like to see it.
“I ask (Paprocki) to work with us to help reduce the need for abortion by making sure women have access to comprehensive birth control,” she said.
Sutherland said she also was concerned that Springfield police hadn’t notified clinic officials in advance of the rally, which blocked traffic to the Planned Parenthood building.
“Ninety percent of our services are general health-care services, so I find it interesting that (protesters) would want to protest and block access to our patients,” Sutherland said. “They blocked women from getting good health care services today.”
Police deputy chief of criminal investigations Cliff Buscher said police are not obligated to notify businesses of protest marches, but to provide traffic control.
Blogger's note: If Ms. Sutherland's ultrasound practices are anything comparable to Hope abortion mill in Granite City, they ONLY show the mother the crown of the unborn baby's head in order to calculate how much to charge for the abortion and how many days it will take to kill the baby. They don't show little fingers, toes, or a profile view so the abortion-bound mother doesn't see the humanity and fall in love with her unborn baby and walk out. Also, abortion is not "health care;" it's the deliberate, violent destruction of a human being. It's the most unnatural act of a woman's reproductive and mental health. Go to your local courthouses where abortion mills exist and look up all the lawsuits filed against the facility or the abortionist. Safe & legal?
Over 100 imported foot soldiers made the pilgrimage to the City of Slaughter to stand in the gap for the least of these. Not one local church out of the approx 78 dormant Granite City churches stood against the stronghold in their own backyard. The marquee outside the abortion mill should read: “This abortion mill stays open by permission of the local 78 churches.” Pastor Todd Griener, along with several other pastors in attendance, led the charge. We opened in prayer and quickly surrounded this deathcamp with bodies singing God’s praises. Many cars gave us honks of support as they drove by. The celestial voices of God’s people soon filled the air.
Just then, I looked up in time to see two young women walking back to their car parked by the rosary tree. God told me what to speak to them as the passenger looked at me with tears in her eyes. I then opened my arms where she ran into them with her friend soon following. The church group looked on; some came over to help me comfort this girl. We brought her into the ultrasound van where the first words out of her mouth were confirmation, “I didn’t know there would be people out here.” Thank you God! I quickly scanned. There, to her surprise, we viewed an approx 12 week old baby auditioning for his life on the screen. She said “I knew it was wrong once I walked inside.” She was convicted.
A Jericho March ensued on the sidewalks surrounding these gates as we rescued and saved this precious baby inside our van. We went over resources and listened to her plight. Her friend commented, “You all are angels. We didn’t know there were people like you out here.” She then added, “I plan on thanking God at church tomorrow.” After listening to our counsel, they were relieved and at peace. We came out of the van and into the prayer circle of the various church groups waiting to lay hands on this pregnant girl and pray for her situation. Pastor Todd led in prayers. We then took up a generous love offering to help them, and handed them a gift bag full of baby supplies. They hugged and thanked most everyone as we walked them to their car and watched them drive off.
The rosary warriors witnessed all this and were very encouraged. We stayed behind on the sidewalks surrounding the deathcamp as Pastor Todd led the proclaimers over to the main thoroughfare in the City of Slaughter to hopefully wake the inhabitants and the shepherds in this deplorable town up to the abomination they co-exist with.
Anyone can scream scriptures, but it is what is in your hearts that determines life or death. Matthew 23:33 “You snakes! You brood of vipers!” Does standing outside an abortion mill where children are scheduled to die do any good? Just ask Lindsey, one of today’s saves; or the over 3700 babies that have been spared through our efforts and daily vigil over the past 18 years of faithfulness. Matthew 21:16 “From the lips of children and infants you have ordained praise.” Saving babies from the jaws of death is easy; finding the RIGHT people to do it, now that’s hard.
"For it is God who is at work in you, enabling you both to will and to work for His good pleasure"Phillipians 2:13 Throughout our daily toils, God blesses the work of our hands, inspiring them to do good, spread love, to lift up, and to help out.
THURSDAY, September 2, 2010-- Dr. Seuss wrote that. I think of this ditty as I'm changing the water in our youngest daughter's pet fish, Ruby & Nemo, bowls. Unfortunately, in our family I'm the zoo-keeper. Dr. Seuss is also credited for the saying: "A person is a person no matter how small."
We just returned from the abortion mill where earlier this morning we rejoiced with two precious saves including Monica and her friend. I befriended the driver as he went to his car and we had a nice conversation. Eventually he thanked me, even letting me hug him. I am so proud of our military and their service and sacrifice for our country. I was hoping he would go inside and protect and rescue that baby. And look at what God did...all three came out! A pastor from a Granite City Church of God joined hands with us and led in a fervent prayer for this situation. "I didn't do it, but I don't know how I'm gonna do it," the pregnant woman said. She showed me the ultrasound picture the abortion mill gave her, again only the crown of the baby' s head. "The abortion mill won't show you your baby's turned up nose, cute thigh, or kicking feet. You see if they show you that, you might fall in love with your little one. Would you like to see your baby?" "Yes," she replied. All three came inside our ultrasound van. To their delight, they viewed an approx 17.5 week old baby, presumably a boy, auditioning for his life.
"You're right, Monica. You can't do it by yourself, but with God you can do all things." She broke down; she was trying to put up a tough front and be a good soldier. "We already have one soldier sitting beside us; what is it you need?" "I have seven already," she cried. I asked her, "What are you trying to do, catch up with the Michaels?We have twelve." "You do?" she asked. "Yes ma'am," I responded. She smiled.
We listened to the strong heartbeats, 140 per minute. I listened to her plight, went over resources we could help with, and shared our youngest daughter's testimony. "You never know what God is going to deal you, but you play your best hand. This is your eighth child. You never know what this child will grow up to be." Tears streamed down her cheek. "Iknow," she said. I added, "But if this baby does not get a chance, we will never know. It's like baseball...everyone deserves a chance at bat." We gathered on the sidewalk where we hugged and they thanked us again for being there and our help. They would keep in touch. The soldier shook my hand. "Thank you for being a hero." He smiled and we watched them drive off. Psalms 145:4"One generation shall laud Your works to another, and shall declare Your mighty acts."
