I never thought that I would say this, but I am going on the Campus Life Tour for a THIRD SEMESTER!
Yes I am crazy. Crazy to save babies lives! I think that this is a rare opportunity for me and I have been praying about this for months now, but I decided that I was going to do Campus Life Tours during the 15th annual Survivors Pro-Life Training Camp!
During camp, I made a whole bunch of new friends. Friends that I hope to see next year at the Survivors Alumni party, because ABORTION WILL BE NO MORE BY NEXT YEAR! The fight will still be on, but with a new generation of pro-lifers coming into the picture, the fight may be over sooner than we thought.
Ok, not to be all self centered or anything, I will talk about how I made my decision to stay on CLT.
It was one of those days after a long day of activism that I just needed to take a break and talk to God. I found out that a group of Catholics were going to go to a local Catholic Church and go to Adoration since it was a Perpetual Adoration Chapel (we really need some in the East Bay). So I decided to go, my head thumping with thoughts, with my Bible and rosary in hand to meditate on what had happened that day, and to ask the Lord to give me strength. I walked into the chapel and immediately bowed down before the Lord in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Altar. I made the sign of the cross over myself and proceeded to sit down in a chair in the back. I knelt on the comfortable pads and began to pray. I prayed for my safety and the safety of my family and friends, then a little voice in my head kept saying, "Do it." Do it? What is that supposed to mean? I prayed to God asking him what he wanted me to do. Then I felt my heart skip a beat. I think I know what you want me to do. I whispered under my breath. I sat down and flipped to Proverbs 24:11 "Rescue those who are being dragged to the slaughter, and from those tottering to execution withdraw not."
Lord, do you really want me to do this again? Was I really that helpful? Was it worth it?
There was another voice in my head that kept saying, "Do it," over and over again.
The next day, we went to Laguna Beach to do some outreach, (I'm a poet and I didn't know it) and I was standing next to a little pathway to the beach. I looked to see everyone having awesome conversations, lining the street with signs on the development of a baby through all nine months, it was an awesome sight that you HAD to see. Then I heard a buzzing, no it wasn't my phone because I had the ringer on. I looked down at my hand to see a few bees buzzing around my hand and landing on me! I froze and just watched the bees as then sniffed (do bees sniff?) around on my hand. I don't want to be here, I want to go back to the van, I want to get away from these bees! Those were the thoughts that were running through my head. Now that I look back on that moment, I feel like I was such a coward. When those bees landed on me, it almost seemed like it was all a dream, but then reality snapped back into place and I asked a fellow camper to shoo the bees away. That night I took a van full of kids to Adoration, but this time I told my friend what had happened. Then as I was telling her what had happened, I realized that every time I did pro-life work since last year at Venice Beach when I had my bee episode, there have always been bees. There were no bees when I did everyday things, just when I did pro-life work! My friend told me that it was probably spiritual warfare going on. I'm not going to lie, but when she said this, I was honestly terrified. Why is the evil one targeting me? Am I actually doing something that important? Answer number one: I am protecting the little ones from his clutches. When a pregnant woman walks into an abortion clinic to kill her child, she is walking into a living Hell. The abortionist knows what he is doing. He knows he is killing a human being. He knows he is killing God's own creation! The evil one is obviously not happy that I am doing pro-life work, but now I know that I have to do this more than ever! Answer number two: I am saving lives, of course it is important!
I sat there in the driver's seat thinking about all that happened, and I did begin to cry. I hate crying in front of people, but at this moment, all of my feelings poured out at once. Love, hatred, happiness, sadness, etc. I wiped my tears, but they kept coming.
When I finally calmed down, I walked into the chapel and knelt on the ground. I didn't need the comfort of the chairs or the kneelers, I knelt on the marble ground even though there were a few comfortable kneelers. I pulled my rosary out from my bag, and I began to pray the rosary. That day, I prayed the Luminious mysteries, and something stirred in my heart, I looked at the Blessed Sacrament and then everything around it went black. I could not see anything but the Sacrament! Then I pulled out my Bible and let it fall to a random page, and this is where it opened to, "Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the Lord thy God, he it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee."
God is good, ALL THE TIME!
And that is pretty much how I decided that I was going to go on Campus Life Tours! If God is there to protect me, what have I to fear? Bees? God is much bigger than a measly bee!
For Life and for the Little Ones,
Sarah
