Faith Without Deeds
I continued with my life as a
young college graduate. I was
married shortly after college
and moved down to Virginia to
I was still pro-life but it
wasn’t something I acted upon.
Some personal tragedies a few
years ago prepared me to defend
the babies once more.
In 2007, I was pregnant again
with my second child. We were
delighted of course. I was so
excited to tell my father who
had been in the hospital for
When I went to see him, he was
not coherent and didn’t recognize
me. But I was able to connect with
him, and eventually he recognized
me and responded with interest.
I hoped that such happy news would
give him the perseverance to get better.
The next day, I went for an ultrasound
at the midwives. I was excited and eager
to hear a heartbeat.
Instead a got a furrowed brow from
the nurse. The baby did not survive.
I was stunned.
I couldn’t even leave the midwives’
office for a while. I called a friend
who lived nearby and asked her to come
and sit with me. Eventually I was able
to get in the car and drive home.
Three or four days later, the inevitable
happened. I had contractions and expelled
what remained of my baby at home.
If that wasn’t sad enough, I had to go
into the ER and get checked over. That
meant more invasive tests.
As I lay there in the exam area,
the thought of mothers who killed their
babies came to me. I knew at that moment
how empty, sad and lost they felt.
The sadness I felt for these mothers
as I lay there just overwhelmed me.
I hadn’t thought about the child-killing
of pre-born babies in a while.
It was strange how God would bring
aborted babies to mind. I heard that
mothers who miscarried their children
would name their unborn babies. I
named mine “Ariel Jaya.” Ariel in
Hebrew means lion. Jaya in Hindi
“Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?“
1 Corinthians 15:55
A few weeks later, not only did I lose my
baby, I lost my father.
I was comforted that they would be in heaven
together and that God works
all things for good.
I ran into Mike in 2008 at a political
fundraiser at Lansdowne. I was so surprised
to see him in Virginia after more than 20 years.
I didn’t know that he was a Virginian before
he was a Vermonter!
In 2009, God made it clear what He wanted
me to do. I was in Ashburn, leaving the
McDonald’s to return to my car. A man had
placed a newsletter on my car about saving
I was so excited that I called him right
away. Deep down inside I wanted to be involved
but I didn’t know whom to contact.
During that same time period, I met
Peter Shinn, President of Pro-Life Unity.
He helped me find a child-killing mill
where I could defend the babies.
Shortly after, I became Peter’s Vice
President for a couple of years. Having
to take care of my mother, homeschool and
work part time for the county in 2011
was too much for me so I stepped away for
After being a “civilian” pro-lifer for
eighteen months, God brought me the opportunity
to work with Virginians For Life this past August.
It takes pro-lifers of all kinds, those who
pray daily for the innocent in the womb,
those who will stand in front of these places
of death to pray and warn women of the horror of abortion.
There are those who will speak up and defend
the babies through legislation and those who
are willing to give money to support the
efforts of those who are in the trenches.
What type of pro-lifer are you?
Can you sacrifice one hour, one more
dollar to protect the babies in Virginia?
Let me know!
I have so many things I want to do
and I’ll need God’s mercy and your help
to make it happen!
Send your “Life at Conception Act” gift to
Virginians For Life, PO Box 1620 Front Royal,
VA 22630 or click on Donate at: