My Birthday-January 22

By Cary

What follows is the email I sent to my wife on my 44th birthday and was also the birth of me joining her in her then dormant abortion counseling ministry:

I was born on this day in 1965. But, on my 8th birthday, millions of babies received their death sentence. Evil prevailed that day, and continues to prevail as I am reminded with each birthday, this one being my 44th, that God had mercy on me, but so many babies met their death that day. I have been thinking a lot about this subject this week as my blog reader fills up with the reminders. I have been talking about supernatural courage, and I need some, because I know that the Providence of God has called us to fight this evil of our day. Saints of all ages have had to fight battles--George Mueller the poorhouses, Martin Luther the Roman Catholic Church, William Wilberforce slavery. Our evil of the day, our Baal and Ashera poles, is the killing of babies in their mother's womb.

I had thoughts the other day of writing a story from the perspective of the baby, but pulled back on it because I did not want to upset you about this subject. I know Tilly is out there, but nothing else that I could find. I cannot pretend to put myself in that baby's place, and know that this will probably upset you as it will make you think of Joshua. But little Joshua Loughman died for a reason. My nephew/niece died for a reason. My cousin's babies, two of them he made his girlfriend kill, is still childless today, drinking himself to death as far as I know. Those babies died for a reason. And then I think of that little boy who is now 22 years old, who I Google every once in a while but still cannot find anything about him, whose life was saved because of what I Providentially said to his mom that night in her apartment on learning of the pregnancy when I thought he was mine (and still do). I was born on this very day for "times such as this."

So, it is nothing less than the Providence of God, but it is going to take supernatural courage to trust God to lead us to taking on this Satanic beast that has America captive, with a President who thinks abortion is right. I so often find myself doing what is practical instead of doing what is right. It is practical to continue crying crocodile tears for those babies once a year, as my birthday reminds me of how many have had deathdays based on the wickedness that was carried out in high places in our country on that day. But I have no doubts that God is bigger than our government, and is bigger, so much bigger, than Barack Obama's messiah complex that is being fed daily.

May He, by His grace, provide for our family's needs as we fight this Beast. May our God and Savior end this wicked law with the power that only He has, which is exactly what it is going to take. I know how you are so ready, so I am well aware that I cannot play with your emotions. I think we have a call from God that needs to be answered. May we trust Him to direct our steps (Prov. 3:5-6).