I had the privilege to witness to a very young woman at the abortion facility this week. In Ohio, there is a 24 hour rule. This very young woman rode her bike to the facility for her first appointment for so-called ‘counseling’. Well, that’s what proaborts call it, anyway. I was asked by our anchor counselor to talk to this girl about my abortion. And I did.
I did not tell her a story of monumental proportions, I did not tell her about the pain and agony. But what I did share with her is the ‘choice’ process.
Ah, the process. Yes. I remember it all too well. Choice is a very cruel thing because everyone in the WORLD believes their choice is just their own. Not one choice for anything is ever just your own. Even what we eat is a choice that is made from what we see…
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