Dear friends & family in Christ,
1) We’re pleased to announce that Kay Painter & Kelly Hill, Pro-Life American Speakers from Operation Outcry ‘Silent No More Awareness Campaign’, a group of post-abortive women who will no longer remain silent about the hurt and harm abortion has caused in their lives, will be speaking at CTFM at 23 Melverton Dr in Hallam on Sunday 13th October at both the 9:30am & 6:30pm worship services.
You may see attached bio or visit the websites below for more info.
www.operationoutcry.org www.silentnomoreawareness.org
2) They will also be speaking at the March for Babies in Melbourne beginning at 1pm on Saturday 12th October 2013. Location: Treasury Gardens (starting at the south-west corner — Spring Street and Wellington Parade), Melbourne
Show your Support: Wear Pink and Blue. Meet in the Treasury Gardens on the corner of Spring Street and Wellington Parade. Be encouraged you to bring carloads and busloads of people from your town or region.
For more details please visit www.marchforthebabies.org.au
Dear Jason
Re Operation Outcry / Pro-Life American Speakers Kay Painter & Kelly Hill at CTFM in Melbourne on Sunday 13th Oct; would you send these ladies the following poem written by my daughter, Annette. Before Annette was born, I was very ill with a serious heart condition. The obstetrician advised me to have her aborted. It was either her or me, he inferred. I’m so glad that I said, ‘no’ to his advice and that she is alive today. (I have since been miraculously healed.) Annette is a spirit filled Christian who with her husband John and their young two boys served in Zambia as missionaries for 18 months. She is an avid pro-life advocate, however has helped women who for one reason or other have aborted their baby. This is her pro-life poem which she says anyone in God’s ministry can use. (She is now a Christian book editor)
God bless you
Dot
“Untitled”
Hand in hand, a couple strolled along the jetty.
It was dark.
The woman felt irritated because of a tiny stone in her shoe.
Her beloved fiancé slipped off her shoe and knocked it gently against the wooden boards of the jetty.
The tiny stone fell into the sea. Without a care, the couple continued along their path.
The stone was worth much more than they would ever know.
It was their precious diamond, dislodged from its place of honour on her engagement ring,
to be carried and discarded as worthless.
O carry me even in discomfort
Even in pain
And I will be brought into the light
Where my beauty is revealed
In hidden places you can’t see my beauty
But bear me for a time
For I am priceless
I am precious
I am the unborn child
And all of you were once like me
For a moment of your journey
But you have made it past that place
Through time you gained your worth
Your voice now loud and clear
Tiny diamond where is your voice?
In darkness you were unacknowledged, unloved
Yet you were beautiful
Like a diamond in the dark
Your beauty concealed
Your voice unheard
Annette
We were hoping to come for the march for babies this weekend and visit Catch The Fire Ministries, but we are having trouble with plane tickets. Most fight times we were aiming for are full.
I pray it goes well and lots turn up for it. Hopefully that’s why the planes are filling up. 🙂
God bless.
Theresa