Along with others who stand on the front lines, I personally count it a privilege to stand and interceded on behalf of the unborn. Winter is officially over, though snow will have its final say. And with Spring rains, there is still the potential for adverse weather conditions while we take our stand and pray for the unborn. A couple months ago it snowed during one of our sieges that led me to recall the inscription on the Post Office branch on 8th Avenue in NYC. Although the United States Post Office has no official creed or mantra, it reads:
“NEITHER SNOW NOR RAIN NOR HEAT NOR GLOOM OF NIGHT STAYS THESE COURIERS FROM THE SWIFT COMPLETION OF THEIR APPOINTED ROUNDS.”
This phrase was derived and translated from an ancient Greek work of Herodotus referring to the mounted postal carriers of the Persian Empire. What if this was said of the Church, the called-out ones, you and me? What if we grabbed hold of this kind of solidarity with every assignment God has called us to, the part of His kingdom He has entrusted to us? I believe we would then see more mountains thrown into the sea. Let’s believe for this mountain of innocent bloodshed and this stain in our history to be removed with God’s redemptive love and mercy.