Our Lady is there and she’s the only one that sees Him. For those that don’t make it, at the very least we were there, and we saw them.
‘I was in prison and you came to me’ (Matthew 25:36).
Lord, when were You in prison and when did we visit You?
I was a little unborn baby in the womb. My mother was taking me to the abortion centre because everyone told her I wasn’t a life yet. You stood outside and offered her help. You prayed for her and for me.
Good Counsel Network has its vigils going
all year round, but for 40 days the ante goes up. I’m thinking back to the
first day. It’s dark and pouring with rain, I’m trying to sort out the display
and my umbrella’s blowing inside out. I’m having to think on my feet. I’ve been
wondering when it’s going to get real, and this is really it I’m thinking. I’m
looking across at my friend. He’s white with the cold and he’s saying God bless
you to a man who’s just told us to keep freezing. This is really it I’m
thinking.
If you’re not in the fight for life what
are you doing? If you’re not fighting for life are you really living?
Clocks ticking, now I don’t think I’m
blogging anymore I’m rhyming.
These days in the UK, your chances of
making it out of the womb and into the world are slim, just over two in three to
be exact. Life doesn’t make its way into this world without a fight. Does that
sound like the kind of fight you want to miss out on?
How much does it take to bring a baby into this world? The Hand of God, the prayers of Our Lady, a man and a woman plus two frozen vigilantes. One of them wasn’t meant to be there this long, someone is late and he’s saying the Hail Mary like he no longer knows what it means.
I'm approaching the vigil. From a
distance it doesn’t look like much, two little people and a couple of signs by the
side of the road. It seems to me these things don’t look so small to God
because you get there and it's war.
I’m standing there, and I feel like I’ve
found the place I came from. Who would have thought, this pavement in Ealing. I
know why it is, it’s because my Mother is there, and I’m there, suffering my
little splinter of what she suffered for me to be here.
Come and join us for 40 days if you dare.
You might just find out who you really are. You don’t want to miss this for the
world.
The 40 Days for Life Prayer Vigil in Brixton, where we reach out to expectant Mums, will run for 12 hours a day, 8am to 8pm, seven days a week from Ash Wednesday until Palm Sunday. If you could spare an hour or more to come and pray with us, it would be of great help. The vigil takes place at the corner of Brixton Water Lane, London, SW2 5BJ. For more details or to book to attend please contact Gabriella on 07745711064 or 02077231740
For details about 40 Days for Life Prayer Vigils in Reading, Ealing, Southend, Liverpool, Nottingham, Glasgow, Leicester, Bournemouth and Sheffield see here and for the rest of the World see here

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