A had not been around for at least a month. It was a nice break. We have film of A screaming at the clinic doors. A chases clients to their cars, even if they are parked a couple of blocks away. It was really much quieter in front of the clinic doors during the break.
A client pulled up and parked by the curb. A immediately started talking to them about “make a better choice.” Then she went on to say, “When I was your age, I had two abortions. Then I found Jesus and made a better choice. My life has been really good since I have chosen to follow Jesus. I can tell by the car you are driving, my life is better than yours.”
The companion and I exchanged looks and then just ignored A as we walked to the clinic. All I could think of was the antis telling us, ‘we aren’t here to judge.’ Really?