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Meet a Baby Saved

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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

Tension: The Engine of Change

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Tension is the engine of change: This was the theme of my late summer presentation to student leaders from across the state of Michigan preparing to return to campus this fall. The event (participants pictured above) was organized by Protect Life Michigan (PLM). While Scott Klusendorf of Life Training Institute provided apologetic training, I had been asked to address using these skills to reach individuals and influence culture. My thesis: To instigate change requires tension. So long as individuals are comfortable with their worldview, they will see no reason to alter or exchange it for a better one. If we want to see people change, we must make them uncomfortable with their own view. This is not hard to do. There are many things the abortion advocate champions—such as equality and human rights—which are destroyed by the worldview he holds. Our task is to demonstrate this to him—to show him that his view and his deeply seated values cannot coexist. This places the

Join Our Day of Action

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We have often heard people say they’d love to join us on a Justice Ride , but they can’t get away for a whole week. So this summer we’re inviting pro-life people of any age to Columbus, OH for a sort of “crash course” Justice Ride . This one day of training and front-line experience is our newest project. We’re calling it the Day of Action . And you’re invited! It will begin the evening of July 16 with an interactive workshop to prepare participants to create and navigate conversations about abortion. Together, we’ll consider how to change how people think and feel about abortion. The next day, July 17, will be our true Day of Action . We’ll create conversation on college campuses and in downtown squares, lead a peaceful witness outside abortion facilities, and utilize high-profile overpasses to show the reality of abortion. Afterward, we’ll come back together not only to debrief but also to discuss the next step—because, like our Justice Rides , this is only meant to be a

Protect All Babies Except Those with Black Skin?

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What do you call it when someone suggests only babies of a certain skin color be aborted? Racism, right? That’s exactly what happened recently—not on a college campus but in the Ohio Statehouse. This month brought the final push for Ohio’s Heartbeat Bill—legislation to protect babies from abortion once their heartbeat is detectable. In many ways, our story at Created Equal began with this bill when it was initially introduced eight years ago. Not only was our first outreach an effort outside the Statehouse to support it, but even Adia testified for the bill in utero when her heartbeat was amplified at one of the first rallies. When passage of the bill became imminent this month, several pro-abortion Representatives suggested last-minute amendments. Most shocking was Rep. Janine Boyd’s amendment to alter the bill so that it would protect all preborn humans except African-American babies . Proposing the amendment, Boyd said, I consider the slave trade and how black slaves wer

"For the first time in my life."

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“When you said you were going to show the video of aborted babies, I was surprised. But I felt I needed to look—to know once and for all what I did.” Aubrie, the kids, and I had just finished a jaunt to Scranton, PA—where I had been invited to deliver the keynote speech at the annual prayer breakfast hosted by Pennsylvanians for Human Life —when I had received a call from Andrea, who was present at the event. Andrea told me about her abortion 30 years prior. She said in mid-2018 she had finally begun to pursue healing and that the prayer breakfast was the first major pro-life event she had ever attended. When, in the middle of my presentation, I transitioned to the video of abortion victims, Andrea became uncertain of whether she wanted to watch. But by the time I finished prefacing the disturbing video with the beauty of the Gospel—explaining God does not merely overlook sin but that His Son became our sin—she had made her decision. “I felt I needed to look,” Andrea told

Guilt = Evidence?

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“I had an abortion a year and a half ago.” “How are you doing now?” I asked “Julie,” who’d approached our display at Columbus State Community College. “Every day is like hell.” Over the past seven years, we’ve had countless conversations with women and men who, like Julie, find themselves oddly placed in our culture. They hear pro-abortion propaganda seeking to make abortion seem normal, commonplace, even good (e.g., 1in3campaign.org), but this rings false in light of guilt, sadness many feel within. While emotions can already be difficult to sort through, how much more complicated must it be when your society tells you those feelings are illegitimate—that you should only feel good about what you did? Julie told me she knows now that she killed her child. I acknowledged this reality, but then presented her with the good news that God forgives those who believe in His Son. In response, Julie said she is not convinced God exists. Instead of starting with evidence for G

What Madonna Said

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“If you have any scientific questions about this, please ask me!” While I was holding a microphone and had been taking questions from the crowd of students spread across the commons at University of Akron, I was not the one who had made this appeal. Rather, it had been a pink-clad woman proudly bearing the vest of a “clinic escort”—signifying that she works outside abortion facilities to quickly escort women past pro-life men and women offering counsel on the sidewalks. When no student responded, I raised my microphone and said, “I have a question.” Madonna, the clinic escort, turned to me expectantly. “What is a zygote inside a mother?” She replied, “A one-celled embryo.” When I pressed her to tell me what kind of one-celled being, she asked what kind of being the mother was. Even after I clarified that I was talking about humans—which I thought had been implicit—she continued to dance around the simple truths of embryology. Nevertheless, her clarifying question provide