Meet a Baby Saved



In the middle of high school, I began to spend Thursdays throughout summer on Webster Street in Fort Wayne, IN. Good friend and stalwart defender of life Pam Durdahl called Thursday “the best and worst day of the week.” It was the best because you were with like-minded people—indeed, this is where I met Aubrie! But, what brought us all together is why it was the worst: This was the day each week when Ulrich Klopfer would come to town to kill babies.
Details continue to be released in the horrific discovery this month that Klopfer stored babies’ bodies in the garage at his Illinois residence. But one note which grabbed my attention is that these babies died in the years of 2000-2002, the latter half of my high school days.
All of these babies came from Indiana. And now we know some of them died in Fort Wayne, meaning while I was on that sidewalk, Klopfer was killing babies and taking them home. It seems it was not enough for him to violate the victims once.
I didn’t know the extent of his macabre ways at the time, but what I did know—that every week Klopfer was dismembering humans thirty or so feet from where I stood—was enough to compel me to pray that God would one day show me a path for being helpful in this fight.
Today, I know what that path is. But I also know something else. While we continue to form lasting relationships defending babies, there is another reason why standing outside abortion facilities can be the best of times—and that is because the victories, when they come, are the sweetest of all.
This summer, another young mother canceled her abortion after meeting our team outside Planned Parenthood. Her name is Daneshia, and this month she gave birth to a beautiful boy named Dreden.
Since we met Daneshia outside Planned Parenthood, we’ve been walking alongside her—providing material needs, thanks to the generosity of donors, as well as sharing truth with her. And today we continue to celebrate knowing that Dreden will not be found abandoned in a dirty garage. He is alive and well because you enabled us to be where Daneshia needed us in her darkest hour. Thank you!

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