40 Days for Life Day Six - News from the Sidewalk

My husband, Ian, with me every day at the vigil

OK, so today it started getting a little harder.  I'm six days into my 40 day ommitment to pray two hours every day at the clinic and the "excitement" is starting to wear off.  It was chilly this morning and a little windy.  Not too much, just enough to make me a bit uncomfortable.  My legs are tired.  They don't like standing or walking on a cement sidewalk for two hours a day!  My boots were uncomfortable.  It takes me 88 steps to walk from one edge of the abortion facility's property line to the other.  One, two, three . . . how many more steps until 8:00?  Quite honestly, I just wanted to go home, sit in my comfy chair and pull out my knitting.  
 
Six days down, 34 to go.  
 
How easily I tire of doing good.  How quickly temptation comes.  "No one is scheduled to be her at 8:00.  If I left a little early, no one would notice."  Anyone want to take a guess at who whispered that thought into my ear?  
 
I wonder if the employees a the Complete Healthcare for Women abortion facility tire of going into work every day?  If they do, they still show up.  They stay until their appointed time to leave.  Of course, they get a paycheck for their time there.  All we get is. . .

  • time to commune with God in prayer and fellowship
  • time to join the communion of saints in intercession for the clients and employees of Complete Healthcare
    for Women
  • time to be a witness to every person who drives past 5888 Cleveland Ave. that people are dying inside
    that building and we want them to stop
  • time to hold our children's hands in prayer and teach them that ministry to the least, the lost and the
    lonely can take place anywhere and should take place everywhere
  • time to. . . (fill in the blank - what does an hour or two of prayer give you time to do?)
  
It takes self-discipline to commit to prayer at the abortion facility and to follow through with that commitment. St. Paul had something to say about that:
 
Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air.  No, I strike a blow to my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.   (I Cor. 9:24-27)  
 
Let's pray for each other that we make and keep our commitment to pray and stand vigil.  Wow - something else we have time to do when we go!  
  
I'll see you on the sidewalk,

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