Signs

Signs, signs everywhere there’s signs!   I sang to myself as I was praying at Planned Parenthood last Tuesday.  I was looking across the street at Lincoln right to life’s new pro life Center.  "Choose life!"  "Pray to end abortion!"  Do this, don't do that, can't you read the signs?

48th & Old Cheney facing North towards Lincoln Right to Life pro-life center 

The chorus from The song, “signs” from the 1970s  was ringing in my ears.   what are the rest of the lyrics to the song, “signs“?  I googled the lyrics to “signs.”   I didn’t know the band, Tesla had a more explicit version of "signs" released in 1990.   We were planning to see Tesla in concert that Labor Day Sunday, September 2. Our friend, Russ and his band, Street Legal,  were the opening band for Tesla and Foreigner that day.  

 I looked towards Planned Parenthood and read the sign , “No trespassing, violators will be prosecuted."

Planned Parenthood No Trespassing sign

And the sign says, "Anybody caught trespassing will be shot on sight!"

So I jumped the fence and I yelled at the house, "Hey! What gives you the right?"

To put up a fence And keep me out 

Or to keep Mother Nature in?

If God was here He'd tell it to your face, "Man You're some kind of sinner!"

Tesla singing "Signs" at Divot center, Norfolk, Ne

One may not consider a rock concert "church" but that labor day Sunday concert at Norfolk was just what my soul needed.  There was fellowship with friends, soul searching music, a majestic sunset and a rainbow!  Surely a "sign" from God

And the sign says "Everybody welcome Come in Kneel down and pray"

But then they passed around a plate at the end of it all

And I didn't have a penny to pay

So I got me a pen and paper And I made up my own little sign

I said Thank you Lord for thinking about me I'm alive and doing fine

It was 30 years ago September 1 that I survived a botched abortion at a Des Moines Planned Parenthood.  Yes, thank you Lord for thinking about me I'm alive and doing fine.

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:

And the sign says "long hair freaky people need not apply"
So I put my hair under my hat and I went in to ask him why
He said you look like a fine outstanding young man I think you'll do
So I took off my hat I said "Imagine that Huh Me working for you"

Signs Signs
Everywhere there's signs
Fucking up the scenery
Breaking my mind
Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign

And the sign says "Anybody caught trespassing will be shot on sight"
So I jumped the fence and I yelled at the house, Hey! What gives you the right
To put up a fence And keep me out Or to keep Mother Nature in
If God was here He'd tell it to your face Man You're some kind of sinner

Signs Signs
Everywhere there's signs
Fucking up the scenery
Breaking my mind
Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign

Oh Say now mister Can't you read
You got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat
You can't watch No You can't eat You ain't supposed to be here

And the sign says "You got to have a membership card to get inside" Huh

And the sign says "Everybody welcome Come in Kneel down and pray"
But then they passed around a plate at the end of it all
And I didn't have a penny to pay
So I got me a pen and paper And I made up my own little sign
I said Thank you Lord for thinking about me I'm alive and doing fine

Signs Signs
Everywhere there's signs
Fucking up the scenery
Breaking my mind
Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign

Signs Signs
Everywhere there's signs
Fucking up the scenery
Breaking my mind
Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign

Read more:  Tesla - Signs Lyrics | MetroLyrics 

Man's Choice

Today is Day 29 of 40 days for life. I signed up to pray every day from 7:00-8:00 a.m. In front of the Planned Parenthood at 5631 South 48th Street in Lincoln, Nebraska.

Last Monday I was praying about 7:15 a.m. on the sidewalk in front of Planned Parenthood. It was twilight when I heard a man's voice.  "Excuse me ma'am,"  I turned around and saw a man on his bicycle with all of his race gear on.  It looked like he may have been training for a triathlon.  "Thank You for being here."  "I don't come out here (to pray) but thank you for being here."  I could see the emotion in his eyes. Before I could say anything he pedaled off.  I'm guessing abortion has impacted him on a personal level at some point in his life.

The next day was Tuesday, which is abortion day at the Lincoln Planned Parenthood.  A young hispanic man, I will refer to as Juan, parked in the Planned Parenthood parking lot.  He walked up to a priest and a nun from a local Catholic church. I learned later from the priest that Juan had contacted him earlier.   He was waiting for his girlfriend to drive in.  She was scheduled to have an abortion and Juan was trying to stop her.

We talked with Juan and prayed.  He spotted his girlfriend's car pulling into the parking lot of Planned Parenthood.  The nun and I tried to get his girlfriend's attention by calling out her name from across the parking lot.  Our efforts were thwarted by a large Planned Parenthood security guard.  The security guard shielded Juan's girlfriend by escorting her in to have her & Juan's baby killed.

  Juan became angry and began shouting at the other security guard sitting in a pickup truck.  "You call that a job?"  shouted Juan.  "Why don't you get a real job?"  Juan stood on the sidewalk sobbing, powerless to protect his baby and his girlfriend from harm.  I was standing behind Juan and was overcome with anger and emotion.  I got on my knees to pray.  I heard the Holy Spirit say, "lay prostrate and pray." I know in the bible there are examples of people praying prostrate(face to the ground) but I couldn't think of the purpose right then.  I just humbled myself, got on my belly with my face to the cement.  The nun was behind me on her knees. After a few minutes I could hear the nun sobbing. I began sobbing. I can only imagine what people thought. When I got up from the prostrate position. The priest was on his knees praying at the end of the sidewalk, Followed by the nun on her knees, Then me on my face praying prostrate. Juan was standing in front of me facing the Planned Parenthood building ,weeping. We all eventually left And I assume Juan's girlfriend Did not come out without having her baby aborted by Dr. CJ LaBenz.

I was angry after I got home. Especially at the security guards who escorted Juan's girlfriend into Planned Parenthood. I did look up verses on praying prostrate. This is what I found; "I lay prostrate before the Lord those forty days and forty nights because the Lord had said he would destroy you"(Deuteronomy 9:25 NIV84). So I was praying prostrate for the Lord to not destroy the security guards, the Planned Parenthood workers, Dr. LaBenz and Juan's girlfriend. I of all people could've been destroyed by God for my stubbornness, wickedness, and sin Years ago when I walked into Planned Parenthood and had my baby killed. Thankfully my Savior Jesus Christ shed his blood on the cross For my sins and others.

Abortion has long been touted as a "women's" choice.  Many times a woman is not given a choice when she is pressured by someone in her life to have an abortion. Maybe the man on the bike was one of those and now regrets his part in abortion.  Or other times, such as in Juan's case, the woman is determined she has to have an abortion despite a man's plea. With abortion, men and women both lose in the end.

Planned Parenthood Trees 2

Some may say it is a coincidence.


May 2012.  The only tree left in front of Planned Parenthood appears to be dying.

Planned Parenthood (5631 S 48th Lincoln, Ne) under construction last fall of 2011.  Trees at front entrance dying.

Planned Parenthood opens February 2012 and performs surgical abortions on Tuesdays.  Dying  trees are cut down.

Flying with the TSA

Last April was the first time I had flown commercial airlines in over a year. What a difference a year makes.  As I approached security, I couldn't help but notice these photos posted by The TSA. (Transportation Security Administration) giving you a hint of how you will look after the image scanner undresses you.  I was mesmerized by the androgynous figure with a penis at the 5 o'clock position.  Does everyone have to go through this scanner now?

My question was answered when a surly female TSA agent commanded me to step into the scanner. I stepped in, put my hands above my head.  The TSA agent said "O.K." so I proceeded to step out. "No, No!" She shouted, I meant O.K. I was ready to take the picture."  "I have to give you a pat down anyway."  She gave me the option of a patdown in a private room or right there.  I stayed put. The TSA agent then proceeded with the pat down, directing me to tell her if there are any sensitive areas. She ran her hands across my breasts. I felt like I was getting a drive through quickie gynecologic exam. Ahead of me was a male TSA agent gawking from afar. I looked behind me to find another male TSA agent gawking. The female TSA agent placed her hands on my hips. With a nervous laugh I said, "that's where my son "tazers" me." She neither laughed nor moved her hands. She slid her rubber gloves along my elastic waistband and exclaimed, "the two don't move well together."  She rubbed a wand across my body & took it to a nearby machine for "testing." I looked at a nearby male TSA agent. "What is she testing for?" I asked. I never received an answer but just told I was good to go.

 I felt violated but thought maybe I was being overly sensitive. That was until I was in my Atlanta hotel room. I stumbled on a piece on Fox news about TSA screenings. Basically the Fox piece said the Obama administration spent $1 billion on these body scanners that have not even proven to be effective in detecting terrorism plots. They only serve to degrade and humiliate people. Fox News claims that privately run TSA agents such as the ones in the San Francisco airport, are much more friendly and effective at discovering terrorism plots than government run TSA programs.

I am not in a hurry to fly commercial airlines soon. In fact Terrafugia has an airplane called the transition. It is basically a flying car. You land at any runway and put the wings up and just drive home. I may just put down a deposit for one of those planes rather than being groped and gawked at to fly commercial airlines.

Baby Footprint

   I was sitting in my car outside the Planned Parenthood clinic on South Street in Lincoln, Nebraska.  It was the Friday before Halloween and there were seven days left of 40 days for life. I was quietly praying and had no intention of getting out of my car until I looked up at my sunroof and took a double take.  The dark leaves of the tree set the background. The sun was at just the right angle.  The sun showcased an imprint of a newborn baby footprint on the sunroof of my car. It looked as if a baby had stepped right onto my sunroof.

 I later compared the imprint to my son's newborn footprint and they were the same size.  About three inches.

Newborn footprint on the sunroof of my car



While I had no intention of getting out of my car, I was too freaked out by my infant "visitor" to remain seated.  I got out of the car not knowing what to make of the sign.  Should I tell someone?  There was only one gentlemen outside the Planned Parenthood praying.  So I started talking to him.  This man was meeting a group of three other men who prayed there every Friday.  I joined them in prayer and soon three women and a little girl who joined us.  One of the women recognized me as I had given my abortion testimony at a Columbus, Nebraska right to life meeting the previous week. This woman's daughter had driven four hours from western Nebraska just to pray at Planned Parenthood in Lincoln.  I ended up taking these women to the new Planned Parenthood being remodeled on South 48th street.  We prayed specifically for the doctors who may perform abortions at that facility. 

 God may give these doctors dreams or supernatural signs to prick their conscience.  Norma Mc Corvey, (Jane Roe of Roe vs. Wade) talked of supernatural occurrences in her book, "Won by Love."  Norma worked in an abortion clinic where she and other employees would routinely hear pitter patter of baby footsteps & giggles of children where there were none.  She eventually left the abortion clinic and is now on the "pro-life" side.

I am not sure of the complete reason for the baby footprint on the sunroof of my car.  I do know that I would not have gotten out of my car.  If I had not been "freaked out" by my infant visitor, I would not have met and prayed with the men and women that day.

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My Medical Records at Planned Parenthood

I walked into the Des Moines, Iowa Planned Parenthood on September 1, 1988 and underwent an abortion. I never thought I may one day need my medical records from that place.  I wasn't thinking of much other than hope that Planned Parenthood could get rid of my "problem pregnancy."  I had gone all summer suspecting I was pregnant but quickly dismissed the possibility.  After all, I had just started birth control pills I had obtained from the Fort Dodge, Iowa Planned Parenthood in May of that year.

Ten years ago, I was able to obtain my records from Planned Parenthood in Fort Dodge, Iowa.  But when I called to get my records from the Des Moines Planned Parenthood where I had my abortion, there were no records of me ever being a client there.  I was transferred to the manager of  Planned Parenthood.  I asked him, "if I was a client in 1988, would I be in your computer system?  He said, "yes you should be in the computer."  He then began reading the names of women who shared my maiden name.  He could have been reading the name of my sisters, cousins, etc exposing their privacy as a client at Planned Parenthood.  So much for the "right to privacy" that they so closely guard.   

I always wondered if my abortion was botched somehow.  I never knew exactly how far along I was.  Based on the records I did obtain,  I would have been 15 to 16 weeks pregnant at the time of my abortion.  My plan was adoption, but a friend gave me the number to Planned Parenthood. I decided to call them for information on abortion.  The PP operator asked how far along I was and I said about 3 months. She said I needed to get in right away and told me to bring 200 dollars cash the next morning.  I returned my college textbooks to obtain the cash. I did not tell my family of my plans to go to Planned Parenthood the next day.  When I arrive at PP, I gave them my 200 dollars cash and sat in the waiting room what seemed like all day.  I went into a "counseling" room.  The woman at the desk said, "you seem sad."  the reality hit home and I started to cry.  She then handed me a little white pill and said, "take this, it will make you feel better."  I assume it was a tranquilizer by it's affect on me.  The friend with me said I was snoring in the waiting room.  I don't remember them calling my name or how I even got on the exam table.  I vaguely remember a male figure walking into the room.   There was a loud vacuum noise and I felt excruciating pain.  It felt like they were ripping my internal organs inside out.  I was screaming loudly and people came in from nowhere to get in my face and yell, "just take deep breaths."  When it was over, everybody in the room, including the anonymous doctor fled without a word.  I was sitting in a pool of blood.

I never met the doctor who performed my abortion.  He never said a word to me & I never saw his face.  My plan was to move to California and place my baby for adoption.  Now there is a couple in California who never got to raise the baby I aborted, Rebecca.  She would have been 22 in February.  I have had several pregnancy complications since my abortion, including abruption of the placenta, an ectopic pregnancy, and premature labor.  I believe these complications stem directly from my abortion but I cannot prove it.

 I have no records from the Des Moines Planned Parenthood.  Based on my conversation with the PP manager, the doctor who performed my abortion may have been Dr. Martin Haskell.  He is now a late term abortionist in Ohio.  He is one of the founders of the "partial birth abortion"  technique.  He developed the gruesome method because it was "safer" for women.  He would talk about "blindly going in", basically chopping the baby to pieces in order to suction the baby out easier.  This method was more dangerous to women because as Dr. Haskell stated he "blindly went in" and often times a uterus would be punctured.  with partial birth abortion, the baby is partially delivered feet first, and then the Dr. jabs scissors at the base of the babies neck.  the contents of the baby's brain are then sucked out to make a "safer" delivery for the woman.  I often wonder if the curette knife, dilating rods, or suction machine used in my abortion did damage that led to problems in my future pregnancy.  Apparently Planned Parenthood is so concerned about a woman's "right to privacy"  that they want to keep a women's medical records private even to herself.

 Planned Parenthood of Fort Dodge Iowa did give me the records they had of me obtaining birth control pills from them in early May of 1988.  I had been abstinent for 10 months but had recently  started a new relationship.  I remember specifically asking Planned Parenthood for Ortho Novum 1/50.  I had been on Ortho Novum 1/50 in high school and it helped clear up my acne.  The Planned Parenthood employee insisted the 1/50 was too high of a dose and prescribed Ortho Novum 1/35.  I was pregnant by the end of May.  Surely Planned Parenthood knows that the lower estrogen dose means a higher rate in break-through ovulation.  Most young women have such busy schedules that they often miss a pill.  There is also a risk of ovulation and thus pregnancy if the pill is not taken at the same time every day.  Still to this day Planned Parenthood prescribes low dose birth control pills.  Planned Parenthood is more than willing to fix an unintended pregnancy with a "safe & gentle abortion." 

There was nothing safe or gentle about the abortion I had.  Unfortunately I may never know the extent of the damage I endured from the abortion at Planned Parenthood 23 years ago.  The statute of limitations has long expired for me to take legal action.  I could only hope that for men & women considering abortion that they will consider the risks.  Humans have a soul from conception and no matter what abortion method is used, there is always physical risk to women. 

Planned Parenthood's Trees 1

Planned Parenthood at 5631 S 48th Lincoln, Nebraska

Lisa and I have been praying at the site of the new Planned Parenthood, set to open in "late fall."  During prayer, I couldn't help but notice the sickly trees leaning on each side of the entryway.  I mentioned this to Lisa, who said she had just read about sycamore trees in the Bible.  She stated that God will destroy and uproot sycamore trees as a sign of his judgement.  This sparked my curiosity.  I don't know enough about trees or the bible but I was willing to do some research.  Here is just one of the verses I came upon concerning sycamore trees and God's judgement:
Psalm 78:47
"He destroyed their vines with hail and their sycamore-figs with sleet."

I went to the nearby Earl May Nursery to get some more info on the sycamore tree.  I asked an employee who was watering the trees if they had any sycamore trees.  He said they only carry one sycamore type and they didn't have any in.  I asked him if he knew of the connection of sycamore trees to God's judgement, he exclaimed, "No I've never heard that, but I better be good!"

I'm no tree hugger but I am convinced God is speaking to us through his creation.  If we are going to destroy human life through abortion then we are going to destroy everything surrounding that life.

It was just over a month ago that I gave my abortion testimony in front of the Planned Parenthood building where I had my abortion 23 years ago.  The building is just off 19th & Martin Luther King in Des Moines, Iowa.  Planned Parenthood still owns the building but now performs abortions at their Army Post location.  As I was walking around the building praying with Jenifer, we couldn't help but notice the small, twisted naked trees.  It literally looked like a war zone.  Like a bomb had gone off and the trees were barely hanging on.  What Jenifer told me a few weeks after this incident blew me away. Jenifer had run into a priest who randomly told her how he would pray at that Planned Parenthood location on abortion Fridays.  He told her Planned Parenthood twice planted trees to buffer women going in to have abortions from people on the sidewalk praying. And twice those trees died!

I am convinced it is going to take prayer and the work of the Holy Spirit to end the holocaust of abortion.  Take a look around you.  What is the Holy Spirit saying to you through the trees?