Yesterday was full of memories and emotions.
Zion and I left the hotel yesterday morning and headed to the National Mall to check out a few museums before the pro life events started. We were among the first 40 or 50 people in the National Air and Space Museum, which made for a great experience. It’s a lot easier to see things when there aren’t many people milling around.
From there, we walked down Constitution to the National Museum of African Art, where Zion and I literally had the place to ourselves….except for the ten staffers who wandered with eerie silence, waiting to tell us in loud whispers that photographs were not allowed.
In the afternoon, we stopped by our old neighborhood – we didn’t sleep there, but we pretty much lived near the corner of 2nd and Pennsylvania Avenue when we were in Washington in 2005.
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From there, we headed to the US Supreme Court. January 22 is always a big day there, with pro lifers and abortion supporters gathering every year to mark the anniversary of Roe v Wade. We were among the first pro life people there, and were met by a growing crowd of abortion supporters who were chanting about abortion rights and at one point, singing and dancing to Tom Petty’s “I Won’t Back Down.” It was a little surreal.
We were joined by friends from Bound 4 Life and stood in silent prayer with LIFE tape across our mouths. As other pro lifers began to trickle in from the March for Life, it got a little chaotic. The crowd in the photo above moved to the middle of the street to block the path of the marchers, who in most cases just filtered around them on the side walks. A number of people tried to engage the pro abortionists in debate, but that escalated to a screaming match (both sides) inside of thirty seconds.
A pro life group set up a speaker and microphone to compete with the pro abortion people. Their pronouncements vascillated between heart wrenching stories of their own abortions and cutting comments towards the pro abortion people who had been mocking pro lifers and God at full volume for a good hour. The pain was palpable
We avoided the screaming matches as we stood and prayed.
It has been eight years since I stood here in prayer, and I am more convinced now than ever that the idea behind Bound 4 Life – that silent prayer echoes louder in heaven than the shrillest of human voices – is a key part of ending the scourge of abortion in our land.
God bless Matt Lockett and his team for holding the banner all these years. May God have mercy on us all.
Today, we’re trapped in the hotel. It’s snowed about 18 inches and a lot more is coming. Wind is whipping it every which direciton.
I just received a phone call from a college student here in the hotel – there are about 100 of them, they can’t go anywhere, and they’ve asked if I will come to a conference room to talk about adoption. I love it. The movement continues…