I went for a walk past the hospital on Sunday afternoon. I prayed as I walked. I decided to cut through the school field on the way back so I could take a little rest on one of the slopes overlooking the field. As I sat there I looked southwards as the sun was trying to break through the clouds. The sun became brighter and brighter and I could barely look in its direction anymore.
I think this is what 40 Days for Life is like for many of the people that drive by us at the hospital. We represent the Light and it's too much for them to take in. It's like when you're asleep in a dark room and somebody walks in and snaps on the light - it's bright but you can't see because it's too much to take in all at once and you have to close your eyes and open them slowly.
As the days and weeks go by I pray that those that ignore us will slowly come to open their eyes. Luckily there are few, if any, people who oppose us with rude gestures but if there are then let's pray for them too.
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