A friend brough his 12-year-old daughter with him to Orlando Women's Center yesterday as they reached out to mothers going in to abort their children. My friends offer financial assistance, medical care and assistance and friendship beyond birth. They are wonderful people who get spat on, insulted, cussed out, physically threatened and sometimes physically abused by the people who hate them, the people they have come away from comfortable homes and comfortable lives to love.
It's always packed at Pendergraft's early and late term abortion business. Mothers (and fathers) spill out on the lawn waiting for their turn in the stirrups. As they hurled insults at those who offered them love, the 12-year-old spontaneously began singing this song:
In my daughter's eyes I am a hero I am strong and wise and I know no fear But the truth is plain to see She was sent to rescue me I see who I wanna be In my daughter's eyes
In my daughter's eyes everyone is equal Darkness turns to light and the world is at peace This miracle God gave to me gives me strength when I am weak I find reason to believe In my daughter's eyes
And when she wraps her hand around my finger Oh it puts a smile in my heart Everything becomes a little clearer I realize what life is all about It's hangin' on when your heart has had enough It's giving more when you feel like giving up I've seen the light It's in my daugter's eyes
In my daughter's eyes I can see the future A reflection of who I am and what will be Though she'll grow and someday leave Maybe raise a family When I'm gone I hope you see how happy she made me For I'll be there In my daughter's eyes.
Those who were there to love wept.
There's something you should know: the 12-year-old is blind. Her sighted father says God gave her to him so that he could see. They go regularly to the abortion business in hopes of helping others do the same.
May those with (and without) eyes see.
:: ashli 2:04 PM # ::