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Abby Johnson: Father Pavone Saves Babies, Helped Heal Me

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

This article originally appeared at LifeNews.com.


“This year’s Stand True Summer Mission Trip brought us news of babies rescued, hearts turned to Christ and children adopted because of the work of Stand True.”

As you can see by the title of this story, we have had a fruitful Mission Trip this summer. What makes this fruit so sweet that it not just stories about what God did this year; we also have some amazing stories about fruit from past mission trips that we are just learning about.

Last week was our final music festival of the summer: Purple Door Arts and Music Festival. I was sitting behind the booth when a couple approached me and asked if I was Bryan Kemper (something that actually happens often). The woman then explained to me that she heard me speak at a music festival 12 years ago and it inspired her to want to get involved with pro-life. I was not prepared for what happened next.

She shared with me that I talked about adoption and she thought that was a great way for her to get involved and do her part. She then introduced me to her husband and her adopted child who she adopted from a woman who was going to have an abortion. The tears welled up in my eyes as I got to see this precious child whose life was spared and who was adopted into a loving family partially because of words I spoke at a festival 12 years ago.

A week before this our team was up in the mountains of New Hampshire at another festival called Soulfest, which has shown fruit almost every year we have been there. One of the coolest things that always seems to happen at Soulfest is that I end up talking to post-abortive women who have not been able to forgive themselves or accept forgiveness from God.

This year it was a young teenage girl who bared here heart to me about making a mistake that she knew was wrong. She struggled with not believing God really forgave her no matter how much she repented. I shared with her about how God says in His Word that He throws our sins are far as the east is from the west; that He washes us white as snow. To see the smile on this girl’s face as she was able to accept that she is forgiven and that God has made her whole again was priceless.

Just two weeks before Soulfest in New Hampshire, we were on the opposite coast in the Pacific Northwest at Creation Festival West. My first time at Creation Festival West with Stand True was two years ago when it was held at the Columbia River Gorge; now it is near Mt Rainer.

While I was getting ready to pack up the booth on the last night, a man approached me in a crowd; he asked if I was Bryan Kemper (I told you I get this a lot, and it often times comes with a cool story like this). I said yes and he then proceeded to tell me a story about three girls I had talked to two years back at the Gorge. When he described them as three pro-choice atheists I knew exactly whom he was talking about; it was a conversation I do remember. He then told me that after I talked with these girls they began to think about what I said and all three of them have now given their lives to Christ. He also explained that one of them got pregnant and because our talk she decided not to abort her child and gave her child the gift of life.

I will be honest, as I type out the stories I get pretty emotional and even get teary-eyed; my wife teases me about being the emotional sap of the family. I am proud to wear the badge of sap if it means I can hear more stories like these; I welcome the tears as I think about what God is doing with this ministry.

What next? How you can help us continue to see this fruit.

The van is unpacked, the tubs are emptied, the shelves are somewhat restocked and the team has all headed back to school or home. To honest the office is quiet and lonely with out the mission team, and I miss them immensely. I also know that God is using them back home and I am excited to see what is next in their lives and how they will bless the pro-life movement.

I have hundreds of hours of catching up to do, as I have not been in the office for more that a couple of days in since June. The Pro-life Day of Silent Solidarity is just around the corner, the March for Life Berlin is in just a few weeks, the launch of Stand True West Coast is happening as I type this e-mail and that is just scratching the surface of what we have to get accomplished this fall.

Right now we need your support urgently as we want to jump right into our fall projects. While the Summer Mission Trip is fruitful, it also takes every bit of money we have and we have a lot of resources we need to replenish.

Please consider giving a donation as we commit to carry on the hard work we did all summer into the fall season. Your donation today will ensure that I can continue to share amazing stories of babies rescued, hearts turned to Christ and this generation bringing and end to the culture of death.

Your donation of $25, $35, $50, $100 or any amount will guarantee we can complete all of the fall projects. We must raise at least $3,500 this month to catch up on the bills and launch our fall projects.

Please click on this link and make your donation today -https://www.sagepayments.net/sagenonprofit/shopping_cart/forms/donate.asp?M_id=629623377233

You can also mail a donation to: Stand True. PO Box 890. Troy, OH 45373

You can phone in a CC donation to 540-538-2581

Stand True operates through the generosity of you our supporters, please consider committing to being a monthly partner with Stand True: Pledge to donate $10, $25, $50, $100 or any other amount to Stand True each month to partner with us. If you want to pledge monthly support you can e-mail info@standtrue.com to let us know your pledge.

Photos from the Summer Mission Trip can be seen at - https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150272521158556.342735.501983555

For Christ I stand,

Bryan Kemper

President of Stand True &
Director of Youth Outreach for Priests for Life
Stand True
PO Box 890 * Troy, OH 45373
Tel 540.538.2581
bryankemper@standtrue.com

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What Does Good Friday Mean To You?

Easter is obviously the focal point of  Holy Week, not as many people talk about Good Friday.  I understand that the resurrection of Christ is amazing, He conquered death for us.  But I want to think about that death today, the fact that our Saviour gave His life in a horrific, painful death for us.

What does the crucifixion mean to you? When you think about what Christ went through that day, how does that affect you?


For me it is all about sacrifice.  I examine my own selfish life and the comforts that I take for granted every day.  One incident comes to mind from last week on a flight from Houston, TX to Seattle, WA.  I was originally on a flight from Houston to Portland with a first class seat because of my frequent flyer status, that was, until my first flight came in late and I missed my connection.

I was angry because they shut the gate right as I got there and would not open it for me, I became a little irate.  When I got to customer service I was told that I had to now fly to Seattle and wait there for 4 hours and that I am  no longer in First Class but in the back in a center seat between two other people.  I am ashamed at the way I talked to the agent, even though she was very rude to me, I had no right to be so rude back.

When I got on the plane I was in a bad mood and refused to talk to anyone around me.  The lady next to me was so sweet and tried to have a conversation with me and I just nodded and ignored her; I was a total jerk.  Here was this sweet lady who I could have shared the Gospel with and I was more worried about my comfort and the fact that I had to sit in coach in a center seat.

Looking back at this situation I am mortified at my behavior; I was given a chance to share my faith with someone who wanted to talk to me and instead I moaned and groaned for 4 hours.  What if God purposed for me to miss my first flight because He wanted me to talk to this woman? What if she was pregnant and thinking about an abortion? What if she was lonely and was wondering about Christianity? I watched her studying my tattoos, the portrait of Christ, the praying hands, bible verses; what a fail on my part to live up to what I try and represent.

It was all about comfort and what I thought I deserved; I fly all the time and one of the perks is free upgrades to first class.  I wanted the free meal, the service, the comfortable seat and all the amenities that comes with the status of first class.  The problem is that what I wanted was a false comfort, something that is fleeting and will pass away.  Instead of being thankful for a blessing, I was angry that what I thought I was entitled to was taken away.

Jesus is God.  He came down to earth and became man and sacrificed His life for us to be with Him forever.  The Creator of the Universe was willing to be beaten, mocked and nailed to a tree for me and I could not even open my mouth to share His love because I had to sit in coach.

When I think of Good Friday, I think of sacrifice and what Christ sacrificed for me.  I think about how I need to be willing to sacrifice whatever He would want me to in order to advance His Kingdom.  Today I will be praying for God to bring another Christian into that sweet lady’s life, one who will take advantage of the opportunity to share Christ’s love.

Then again maybe I have this all wrong.  Maybe she was sent into my life to show me how selfish I can be and her kindness was a witness to my sinful ways.

So what does Good Friday mean to you?


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