Thursday, April 4, 2019

The Real Abby Johnson Story - Unplanned - Walking Over the Line

The Real Abby Johnson Story - Unplanned - Walking Over the Line, by Pastor Kevin Swanson
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Here is another related podcast by Pastor Swanson:

Recommended reading:

Gosnell - The Movie on America's Worst Serial Killer - A Glimpse Into the Horror, by Pastor Kevin Swanson

Recommended reading:

'Unplanned' Makes Twice the Expected Box Office Sales Despite Social Media Censorship - christianpost.com
Unplanned, the Film: What Took Abby So Long? - americanthinker.com
Catholic Filmmakers Behind 'Unplanned' Depict 'Gospel-Less' Change, Invited Priests to 'Exorsize' Set - christiannews.net

Recommended video:

Hard Truth About Abortion

Note: This is a hard video to watch, both because of its subject matter, but also because of the song that goes along with it. It is a great song, but the audio quality is not very good. I suggest you watch the whole video, but when they come to the song, turn the volume down and just read the lyrics below!

A Malediction:

The judges sat outside the law
And in their pride no evil saw
In setting teeth to Satan's jaw
And feeding him our children.

A curse, a curse, the law it cries
A curse, a curse, on mankind's pride
A curse on him who would deny
God's image in mankind.

When viewed in terms of cost and ease
An unborn child is a disease
A holocaust soon fit to please
Our own convenience.

Torn from out their mother's womb
Denied the sky, denied the tomb
Conceived in lust to their own ruin
A sacrifice to pleasure.

A Curse, a curse their blood cries out
A curse, a curse the heavens shout!
A curse on him who dares to flout
God's image in mankind.

The doctors with their blood-red hands
Who loved their money more than man.
With greed their god they lay their plan
The butchers of mankind.

Oh, rid us of this evil Lord
And turn our hearts by cross or sword
Our nation cannot long afford
To live beneath your anger.

A Curse, a curse upon their heads
O, save them Lord, or slay them dead!
And fill our country with your dread
And turn away your anger.

How I Found Christ?

 How I Found Christ? by Charles Spurgeon (1834-1892)