The Power of Children

I was praying today at Planned Parenthood with my family. This is the first time we all went out to pray. I did most of the praying, but at least we were all there as a united family. And, I think having both of my kids there was a nice touch. Hopefully, someone saw my little ones and made a change of mind and heart and decided to give their unborn baby life.

Another volunteer at the vigil made a comment about my kids being there and how nice it was that I had brought them. It seemed to help bring the point home when my daughter (2 years old) insisted on holding two different signs. Actually, it was three. She carried 2 together for about a minute. They were both about her size, lol. But, having a little one who is nearly still a baby herself carrying a sign that says "Abortion Kills Children" and another that says "Face It, Abortion Kills" seemed to make it all the more real. I just truly hope that someone saw her and was able to realize that what they carried in their womb, beneath their heart, would very shortly (in the grand scheme of things) look just like my little girl.

She was so proud of being able to pick these signs out.

My son (8 months old) couldn't let his big sister get away with hogging all the signs for herself. He had to get in on the action as well. He may not have really known what he was doing, but I am holding out faith that the Lord knew what my little man was doing and used him to send a message to women (and men) driving into or past the Planned Parenthood abortion facility.

He might be looking at the rope here, but doesn't he have a nice prayerful quality about him with his head lowered? :)

I couldn't help but get in on the action here too. I can't decide which was more difficult to carry though. The kids are heavy after a while, but the signs are just plain awkward, especially if anything heavier than a strong breeze comes through. Talk about building upper body and arm strength.

I had to be careful so that she didn't choke me here. She had a good grip on that poster, lol.


I didn't really know how to get him to not smile. He's such a happy little guy almost all the time. God love him! He still looked mighty precious helping Mama carry that sign.