Today I am reblogging a post that I wrote about a very special lady. Patti is my sister, and I have been extremely blessed to have her in my life. Her life was never easy, however, that did not stop her from accomplishing great things. Through all her struggles, she has never lost her zest for life or her faith in God. Please read about her life as a quadriplegic, and how she touched so many lives.
This last weekend, I was blessed with some ‘one on one’ time with my oldest sister, Patti. We usually get to visit only once or twice a year, being that she lives in Ohio, and I am in Virginia. My mom has been living with my husband and me for over ten years now, so naturally all our visits with Patti are always together, as a family.
For some reason, I felt compelled to see my sister, and spend time with her alone. There was no question in my mind…I needed her. Just like I did throughout my childhood, and then as I grew to adulthood.
So, let me tell you a little about Patti. She was a beautiful and feisty young girl, who now describes herself as a tomboy who loved climbing trees and neighborhood roofs. To be honest, she was a little mischievous.
Praying at the Planned Parenthood abortion center during 40 Days for Life, has been heart wrenching, eye opening, and humbling. Although I am always very aware of the evil that is flippantly referred to as “abortion,” and offer prayers for the babies and all involved, spending time in front of the actual abortion mill has been enlightening for me. Especially during this Lenten time.
There is a mixture of people who offer themselves and commit to pray in front of the “clinics.” During the time that I have been there, most of the ones praying at the vigil are senior citizens, however, in general, there are all age groups. The atmosphere is prayerful toward the ones entering Planned Parenthood as clients, and also toward any staff members. Anytime a person passes by any of the ones holding vigil, they are met with either respectful silence, or with a smile or a quiet hello.
There are a few things that really made me stop to think.
I am aware that there are many reasons that women would choose to orchestrate the killing of the baby that has been conceived in their womb. Although I truly believe that most mothers are not fully aware that they are already mothers from the moment of conception …and they are participating in the destruction of their babies.
Society, and Planned Parenthood itself has brainwashed many women into thinking that having an abortion is merely “terminating or ending a pregnancy.” THAT IS A LIE.Abortion is the willful killing of a baby, who is growing in what should be the most natural and safe place possible.
So, I guess I was expecting to see more sadness on the faces of the mothers that were being walked in to the Covid 19 station in the parking lot..their boyfriends or husbands, walking with them and handing them over to the clinic to put an end to the “problem” that they are dealing with.
What I saw was mostly very young girls/women walking over to get checked in, with some turning around to point and laugh at those of us that were praying. I saw the boys/men “doing their supportive duty” by walking them to the place where babies’ lives are taken from them. After the women are dropped off, the male companions walk around scrolling on their cellphones, wait in their cars, or briskly walk away.
My thoughts and prayers went out to the babies…that maybe some would be saved by last minute decisions, and also praying for their souls. I prayed that the Blessed Mother and Jesus would encircle those mothers, babies and fathers (or anyone that brought them to the abortion clinic) with love and the light of conversion. That they would realize that they need to seek forgiveness, not only for the abortion, but in many cases, also the lifestyle that lead to the pregnancy in the first place.
Many mothers that abort their babies, suffer through years of despair and guilt before facing the horror of what they have done, making the decision to ask God for forgiveness, and repent of their sin. The repentance includes a change in lifestyle and beliefs, and will affect all aspects of their lives, just as with any other mortal, grievous sin. My prayer for these mothers, and all involved, is that their conversion comes quickly, so they can feel the true peace of Jesus’ Love in their hearts.
I thought about the hypocrisy and idiocy of the “Covid 19 Station” that was positioned in the parking lot before the entrance into the facility. Let’s make sure the clients and staff are well protected with masks, thermometers, and lots of sanitizing gel…as they are led in to kill their babies. Do they even think these thoughts? How have we, as a society, come to this point?
Right before my time to leave, a man rode past the vigil on his bicycle. He was screaming, “perverts, perverts, perverts” at the little group of praying senior citizens. I don’t think that I have ever seen Satan that obvious…you see, Satan always twists and reverses good and evil.
So, as I prayed, all these thoughts were flicking on and off in my mind. My focus was on my prayers, however, when I looked up, I couldn’t stop thoughts from forming by what my eyes were processing…however, I continued praying for all involved. I will also pray for the people who actually live in the house directly next to the abortion mill, for I can not imagine living next door to that evil. Hopefully, someone in that house prays for those babies and their mothers.
It is so sad and heartwrenching to watch these mothers walk into the clinic, and not be able to talk to them, comfort them, let them know they can choose life…there is much support available to them…that women are stronger than they know, capable of more than they realize, and deeply loved by the True God that created them.
We must, as a world, as a nation, as a community, as families, as Christians, continue to pray for Jesus to have mercy on us and to heal us. We are all accountable in some way…we are all sinners.
May we humble ourselves and beg God to forgive us, heal our land, heal our Church, and heal our hearts. May we open our hearts to ways that we can be of service to those in crisis, to offer love to those that we meet everyday, and look for ways to share love and support.
And may we share the Good News with all who are suffering…that there is nothing that can keep them away from the love and mercy of God except themselves. All it takes is a decision to accept Jesus as their Lord and Savior, and then learn the Faith and live it.
May we all hunger to walk in the Light of Jesus, and ask his Blessed Mother and our Guardian Angels to guard us and lead us to Him.
Patti at 12 years of age 
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