”Do not pass along false reports. Do not cooperate with evil people by telling lies on the witness stand.  Do not join a crowd that intends to do evil. When you are on the witness stand, do not be swayed in your testimony by the opinion of the majority.” Exodus 23:1-2

Do you think we should have pro-lifers go work for the abortion industry?  Couldn’t they do good work in there?  I mean, surely they could talk women into saving the lives of their babies, right??  Would you support that?  Probably not.  Why?  Well, we don’t believe in cooperating with evil.  Even if you were trying to do your best to save babies, you would still be working for the organization that kills them.  We certainly couldn’t promote that. 

Do you know that many people do promote this exact same scenario?  They do this with the Girl Scouts.  The Girl Scouts are directly affiliated with Planned Parenthood, our country’s largest abortion provider.  Planned Parenthood put out a brochure entitled “Healthy, Happy and Hot.”  This brochure was distributed to thousands and thousands of Girl Scouts.  The intended audience is girls aged 8-16.  Here are a few excerpts from the brochure. 

“Sex can feel great and can be really fun! Many people think sex is just about vaginal or anal intercourse… But, there are lots of different waysto have sex and lots of different types of sex. Sex can include kissing, touching, licking, tickling, sucking, and cuddling. Some people like to have aggressive sex, while others like to have soft and slow sex with their partners. There is no right or wrong way to have sex. Just have fun, explore and be yourself!”

“Improve your sex life by getting to know your own body. Play with yourself! Masturbation is a great way to find out more about your body and what you find sexually stimulating. Don’t stop there: find out how your partner’s body works, what makes them feel good and what gives them pleasure. Talking with your partner about what you each like and what feels good is the best way to have great sex.”

“Your skin is the largest erogenous zone on your body, and your mind plays a big role in your desire for sex and sexual pleasure. Caress and lick your partner’s skin. Explore your partner’s body with your hands and mouth. Mix things up by using different kinds of touch from very soft to hard. Talk about or act out your fantasies. Talk dirty to them. Tickle, tease and make them feel good.”

I am a parent of a small child.  I would never want her to see such filth.  But the Girl Scouts promotes this agenda.  Any money that is given to the Girl Scouts goes to their national office…this includes money for uniforms, badges, cookies, annual dues, etc.  That money is then, in part, used to associate with Planned Parenthood.  No one can say that “their troup” does not give money to Planned Parenthood.  If you are a member of the Girl Scouts organization and you pay dues and you sell cookies and you have uniforms with badges, then you are in association with Planned Parenthood.  Period.  How could anyone who says they are pro-life cooperate with such evil?  How could anyone who is against abortion contribute in ANY part to the killing of children…especially if they KNOW that their money is going toward such activity. 

Scripture is clear.  We must NOT cooperate with evil in any way.  We MUST cleanse our churches and our Christian faith of such evil.  We CAN work to educate others about Girl Scouts without being active participants…just like we do with Planned Parenthood.  I no longer work at Planned Parenthood, but I feel like God is using me to inform people about the dangers of the organization.  People who have been involved with Girl Scouts can do the same…and live with a clean conscience. 

A quote from Girl Scouts CEO, Kathy Cloninger, “We partner with many organizations. We have relationships with our church communities, with YWCAs, and with Planned Parenthood organizations across the country, to bring information-based sex education programs to girls.”

How much more evidence do you need?  We must remove ourselves from such evil.  We cannot allow ourselves to participate “from within.”  We must get out.  We must stand up for truth, with a clean conscience and clean heart. 

There is an alternative…American Heritage Girls.  This organization is a REAL Christ-centered, scouting organization that does not contribute to Planned Parenthood.  There is an option.  There is no reason to allow your girls to be subjected to Planned Parenthood’s radical anti-life and anti-family agenda.  For more information on American Heritage Girls, please visit www.ahgonline.org.

It took a few weeks before I got the alarm code to our clinic.  I guess it takes that long for them to trust you.  I remember getting the code and feeling shocked.  The code was 2229.  That seems innocent…until they told me what it spelled out…BABY.  Really.  Wow.  We were really joking about that…our alarm code was mocking the murder of children. 

A few weeks later I was introduced to our freezer in the POC (products of conception) lab.  This was the freezer that held the fetal tissue until the biohazard truck came for disposal.  I found out the name for that freezer…the nursery.  Again, that was a joke.  How had that become a joke? 

A few days later I learned the password to our phone system…2229…BABY. 

A couple years later I remember walking in on my supervisor making jokes with the abortionist and another employee in that same POC lab.  They were joking about how the fetal tissue floating in this dish looked like bar-b-que.  Did I hear that right?  Did they really just say that?  Then one of them said, “I actually think this part looks like strawberry jam.”  I turned around and walked out without saying a word.  I felt sick to my stomach. How did that conversation begin?  How could they say that?  Was it enough to make me leave?  No.  I was one of them now.  I am drenched in the evil of this place. 

Several years later I found out that my affiliate was going to build the largest abortion clinic in the Western Hemisphere.  I remember my boss making the announcement. “We are building the largest abortuary in the country!”  We all busted out laughing as we applauded.  We loved hearing all of the words pro-lifers called our clinics. We were all so proud.  We were doing something that would go down in the history books.  Good for us, we thought.

About a year before I left, the Coalition for Life group had moved in next door to our clinic.  We joked about sending them a “welcome to the neighborhood” gift.  Maybe we should send them cookies in the shape of babies with red icing on them that resembles blood.  We laughed.  We thought we were so witty.  It was not wit. 

I could go on and on.  I look back now and wonder how I could let my mind become so numb to something so terrible. 

You may wonder why I am sharing this with you.  Why would I let you in on conversations that are so disgusting?  I guess I need you to see what it is really like inside these clinics.  Was my experience unique?  Was mine the only clinic that joked around like this?  No.  We are all the same.  Can someone be prolife and work in the abortion industry?  Absolutely not.  Can someone refer a woman to have an abortion and be prolife?  Of course not. 

Don’t allow people, in or out of the abortion industry, to believe something that isn’t true.  If we can’t speak the truth, and do it out of compassion, then what are we doing?  If we can’t confront the inconsistencies in someone’s belief system, then why bother being prolife? 

There are things that are just true.  You can’t be prolife and work in the abortion industry.  You can’t have an abortion and say you are prolife while you are lying on the abortion table.  You can’t receive a paycheck from the abortion industry and say that you are prolife.  Those things just don’t wash. 

It’s time to show consistency in this movement.  It’s time to be honest.  It’s time to start speaking out.

Pink ribbons are cute.  They have become very trendy.  Everyone has caught on to them, too.  A couple of airlines wear pink during October…some yogurt companies have pink ribbons on their merchandise…everyone is doing it.  Well, not me. 

I hate breast cancer.  I REALLY hate it.  Breast cancer stole one of the most important people in my life from me…my father’s twin sister…my aunt.  Both of my grandmothers had breast cancer.  My cousin died of breast cancer.  Breast cancer is like a terrible virus that keeps sweeping through my family.  And like all virus’, you can’t get rid of them; they keep coming back. 

My aunt was an amazing person.  She never met a stranger.  She loved everyone.  And, she was pro-life.  She LOVED babies.  She was one of the most precious people I have ever known.  I watched her battle this terrible disease for 9 years.  There were ups and downs…but she never gave up.  She fought, sometimes with hair, sometimes without.  She lost her breasts.  She had multiple surgeries.  She was always hopeful.  Every day was a gift.  Her life was a gift. 

Now, I know there is lots of debate about the link between abortion and breast cancer.  And to be honest, I am not convinced either way.  I am not a scientist, but I love research.  I know that for every study that shows a link, I can find one or two that shows there is no link.  I just can’t simply prove that to be fact. 

But here is a fact…Susan G. Komen gave $700,000 in grant money to Planned Parenthood last year.  Susan G. Komen is the largest breast cancer research group.  Planned Parenthood is the largest abortion provider in our country.  Hmmm…why would those two groups be partnering together? 

Komen says they give this money to Planned Parenthood so women living in rural areas will have access to mammogram services.  Really??  Well, here’s the truth about that. 

NO PLANNED PARENTHOOD ON THE PLANET PROVIDES MAMMOGRAM SERVICES.

Why?  Because they can’t.  Planned Parenthood is a level one breast service provider.  What does that mean?  It simply means that Planned Parenthood clinics are ONLY allowed to provide manual breast exams.  You know, the kind you do in the shower.  The kind you can get from any nurse or physician in any clinic.  They cannot provide any sort of diagnostic services…no biopsies, no breast ultrasounds, AND no mammograms.  That is the truth.  That is a FACT. 

Komen contributes in a very large way to the murder of over 320,000 babies each year.  Those pink ribbons don’t seem so cute anymore.  Komen pays big bucks to make the “pink ribbon” theirs.  You may think the pink ribbon stands for breast cancer awareness.  That’s not what Komen thinks…they believe they own it…and they pay for it. 

I hear people say, “Well, until breast cancer has affected your family, don’t tell me not to support Komen.”  Well, it has affected my family.  It has affected us greatly.  And I stand against Komen.  

And let me say something else very clearly.  My aunt valued life very much.  But she did not value her life more than the life of any child.  She would have given up her life to know that a baby would be saved.  For those that continue to support Komen because this disease has affected you or someone you love…this is what you are saying…you are willing to sacrifice the lives of the unborn for your own.  If you are comfortable with that, then keep donating to Komen.  I hope you are not.  I hope you will do the right thing.  I will you will stand against this phony organization.  Any good they do is blackened by the killing they support.  And if you do stand against them, tell them.  Don’t just take away your support, let them know.  Send an email to your friend’s list.  Post it on your facebook page.  Post the letter that you will send so your friends can copy yours and send one as well.  Send a letter to your newspaper.  Tell everyone you know.  Be an activist.  Make your voice heard.  Don’t think that Komen doesn’t care…they do.  They care very much.  Komen needs to keep up their good reputation.  Don’t let that happen.  Expose them for what they are.

Over 320,000 babies EVERY year.  Our voice is worth it.  No more pink ribbons in my home.  My aunt’s memory is worth more than that…I can’t wrap her life up in a ribbon…especially when that ribbon pays for the murder of children.

Fr. Frank Pavone has been a staple in my house for many years…even during my Planned Parenthood years. Every week I would record and watch “Defending Life.”  I enjoyed watching him, even if I disagreed.  I loved how outspoken he was and how he didn’t seem to live in the gray…you know, everything seemed black and white for him…right and wrong was clear. 

I remember watching him during the Terri Schiavo tragedy.  I was drawn to his gentle spirit.  I had seen two sides to him…or was it? One side was so unabashedly, unapologetically and passionately against abortion.  The other was a man who had an incredibly compassionate heart and a kind spirit…this was the man who was helping a family grieve the loss of their daughter.  But now, I see they are the same.  Fr. Frank is for life…all life.  His compassion for life fuels his passion. 

A few years later, I looked out my office window and couldn’t believe it.  Was that really Fr. Frank Pavone standing and praying outside MY abortion clinic??  I looked harder, but couldn’t get a clear view because of our iron fence.  I ran to the front of the building so I could look at the security camera.  I zoomed in and there he was…the priest I had been watching for many years.  He had been streaming into my home week after week, all while I was working at an abortion clinic.  I had two employees who were Catholic.  They recognized him as well.  I had an unshakable desire to sprint outside and introduce myself.  After all, I felt like I knew him.  I felt a connection to him, as strange as that may sound.  I asked my co-workers if they thought it would be inappropriate to go outside to meet him.  They gave me a bewildered look and said, “NO! You run an abortion clinic! He doesn’t want to meet you!”  I figured they were right.  I went back to my office and watched him pray outside of my clinic.  When he left, I felt like I had missed an opportunity that I would always regret. 

Even though I didn’t get to meet him that day, our meeting came later…after I had resigned from Planned Parenthood.  I remember meeting him for the first time and immediately feeling a sense of peace.  He was not a rock star, he was a healer.  He was not a celebrity, he was a servant.  He wanted to help me heal…I needed it. 

Fr. Frank is the reason I am where I am today…emotionally and spiritually.  He has given me guidance and direction that I couldn’t find from anyone else.  I am not a particularly emotional person.  The first time I heard Fr. Frank speak at an event about clinic workers, I wept.  How could he see inside my heart?  How did he know my thoughts?  Because this is his life. He isn’t just in this for the children; he is in this for people like me, too…the wounded, the broken, the angry, the scarred.

I look at how abortion has crept into our Christian culture and see thousands of clergy who are scared to defend our unborn children.  And then I see Fr. Frank.  He is a man who is always ready to speak the truth.  A man who is always ready to stand up for what is right.  He is a man of courage.  I am proud to stand by him during this time of trial. 

“No weapon that is formed against thee shall prosper; and every tongue that shall rise against thee in judgment thou shalt condemn. This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, and their righteousness is of me, saith the LORD.” Isaiah 54:17

Two clinic workers have left the abortion industry this week!!!  I have posted a link below to give you more information and it also allows you to contribute to these brave FORMER workers!! 

http://goo.gl/bFLAZ