Baby Abel, only 21 weeks old, is no longer with us here on this earth. He was killed while still in his mother’s womb by a saline abortion and is now in the arms of his loving Savior. Today, July 20, 2009, his precious, short life was remembered in a memorial service on Fremont Street where the saints of God gathered to pay their respects to him and all the other 50 million babies who have lost their lives to the hands of abortionists.
At 9:30 AM, the worship music started and the saints of God began to worship the Lord. An angry store owner on Fremont Street attempted to unplug our batteries and steal them. We approached him and got the batteries and plugged them back in. The store owner then raised the volume of the rock music just over where we were set-up. As Janice Joplin and Jimmie Hendrix were played, our praises to God went forward even louder. As Curtis blew the Shofar, its beautiful sound resonated from one end of Fremont Street to the other!
Then the funeral procession began at the opposite end of Fremont Street. The bag pipes could be heard above all of the noise throughout the entire street. As Baby Abel’s tiny casket was carried down Fremont Street, tourists and locals stopped and watched the procession. Shop owners and workers came out of their stores and stood still. All of the extraneous chatter on Fremont Street came to a halt as Baby Abel was carried down the street. Some began to weep as they saw his little casket. As we approached the area of Fremont Street where we were set up, the saints lined both sides of the street to pay their respects to Baby Abel.
At 9:30 AM, the worship music started and the saints of God began to worship the Lord. An angry store owner on Fremont Street attempted to unplug our batteries and steal them. We approached him and got the batteries and plugged them back in. The store owner then raised the volume of the rock music just over where we were set-up. As Janice Joplin and Jimmie Hendrix were played, our praises to God went forward even louder. As Curtis blew the Shofar, its beautiful sound resonated from one end of Fremont Street to the other!
Then the funeral procession began at the opposite end of Fremont Street. The bag pipes could be heard above all of the noise throughout the entire street. As Baby Abel’s tiny casket was carried down Fremont Street, tourists and locals stopped and watched the procession. Shop owners and workers came out of their stores and stood still. All of the extraneous chatter on Fremont Street came to a halt as Baby Abel was carried down the street. Some began to weep as they saw his little casket. As we approached the area of Fremont Street where we were set up, the saints lined both sides of the street to pay their respects to Baby Abel.
The funeral service was heart wrenching. Passers-by joined us in mourning Baby Abel. But where is his mother? Where was his father? Where were his grandparents?
The rock music on Fremont Street was blaring but it did not stop the Memorial Service as saints of God shared their testimonies. When Kristine O’Dell shared, the glory of God fell and it was incredible! The rock music became just background noise because all that could be heard were the words of truth being shared by Kristine. She challenged everyone to take responsibility for their own abortions or their participation in abortions (whether they drove someone to a clinic or encouraged someone to have an abortion or even if they knew someone was going to have an abortion and did nothing to stop it). With confession and repentance, there is forgiveness and freedom!!!
Then a Nevada police officer came over to Flip and asked him to turn down our sound. Flip explained that if we turned down our sound, we wouldn’t be heard because they had the music turned up so loud. The officer then said he wished they would have known we were coming - they would have escorted us down Fremont Street and that he could have “taken care of the sound” for us. The officer then instructed the business owner to turn off his music, just as Rusty Thomas called us to our knees in a prayer of repentance!!! At that point, the prayers of the saints in repentance could be heard clearly throughout Fremont Street. Even tourists and locals that had stopped to watch joined us on their knees!
We concluded the service with worship music and the funeral procession then headed back down Fremont Street. The saints of God continued to minister to those who were touched by the service, sharing the Jesus’ love and forgiveness with them.
Hebrews 11:4, “… though he is dead, he still speaks.”
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