My friend was already at the park when we pulled up.
She was pushing her giggling son on the swingset in the green grassy playground across the street from the abortion clinic. The big shady trees provided reprieve from the blazing sun. Such a different scene from my first visit all those months ago when the icy cold still held the world in it's steel grip and the sidewalks were treacherous skating rinks.
i can't drive down Crowchild now without my heart being pulled to that building.
We leave our children running and playing - pink cheeked and laughing at the park...
And each carrying our youngest, we walk to the corner to pray.
Oh God - give me ears to hear Your Voice...
"Just stand there... and pray... and hurt... and weep...." He seems to say.
so i do.
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