And Then There Were None: Abby Johnson Helps Abortion Workers Leave the Industry
No abortion clinic workers, no abortion clinics, no abortions. It starts with the workers.
"It's always struck me when I go out to clinics, and watch the sidewalk counselors reach out to women who've had an abortion, and I see the compassion on their faces and hear the compassion in their words, and it's fantastic. They extend such love to those hurting women. But then I see clinic workers come out, and that compassion just evaporates. It's wrong."
And Then There Were None Seeks to Help Abortion Workers see the truth of their involvement and leave the industry
A woman, a known sinner, fell at Jesus' feet and bathed them with her tears, then dried them with her hair. From her alabaster jar she poured her perfume on the Master's feet, along with all her regret and shame, sorrow, and love. The men in the room were appalled by her audacity -- the nerve of this sinful woman to barge into a Pharisee's house and touch Jesus!
Yet Jesus made them look at her and witness the greatness of her love. "Do you see this woman? I came into your house. You did not give me any water for my feet, but she wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair. You did not give me a kiss, but this woman, from the time I entered, has not stopped kissing my feet. You did not put oil on my head, but she has poured perfume on my feet. Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven -- for she loved much. But he who has been forgiven little loves little." Luke 7:44-47
Today that woman works in an abortion clinic. She works for Planned Parenthood, or one of its affiliates. She works in a medical clinic somewhere, and her job every day is to "terminate pregnancies." She helps spill innocent blood in the name of "choice" and "reproductive rights." But what if... what if she doesn't want to anymore? Do you care?
Abby cares, because that was precisely the position she found herself in just a few years ago, when she realized she could no longer work for Planned Parenthood and kill the child in the womb through abortion. She wanted out, and thankfully, she was assisted by people from 40 Days for Life who were waiting to welcome her and help her leave her job. (If you haven't read her incredible story, unPlanned, you should.)
Abby knew when she left PP that some day she wanted to help clinic workers, but she didn't know how that would take shape. She began speaking publicly in the pro-life community, and finished writing unPlanned, giving the country an unflinchingly-honest look inside the abortion industry. When it was released, something interesting happened. Clinic workers started reading it, and 40 Days For Life groups began handing it out.
Abby told me, "I wrote the book because I thought, if I was still a clinic worker and someone like me came out with a book, I'd want to read it as a critic! So I wanted to reach out to clinic workers who would read the book as a critic, and maybe something would strike them as truth.
So that really started to happen, and clinic workers began contacting me, saying 'I'm feeling the same way you were feeling, can you help me?' They were feeling trapped with nowhere to go. They felt PP was a big black mark on their record, which it is. PP is the lowest of the low; abortionists are not the greatest physicians. It's like if one day you wanted to become a respected dog breeder but you had on your record that you used to work in a puppy mill, you'd have a hard time.
These workers feel stuck, like they can't leave. A lot of them are single mothers, and they can't just leave their job on a leap of faith.
I knew how lucky I was to have so much support when I left PP, and how scary it is for workers who want to leave but have no one to help them. I thought, after 40 years of abortion in this country, surely there are groups out there to help clinic workers. We have so many other groups to help men and women wounded by abortion, surely there are other organizations helping clinic workers, and I wanted to find them and join forces. I didn't want to reinvent the wheel. I was stunned to learn that there was no one at all reaching out to clinic workers.
So my husband and I began helping them ourselves. On our own we helped them financially, emotionally, and spiritually. In short order, we'd helped 17 clinic workers make the transition out of the abortion industry. I was motivated, and I knew I had to get something official going. Nobody was reaching out to these workers -- they came to me. I knew that had to change."
And so, And Then There Were None was born.
Thinking that original crop of 17 workers was a fluke and they'd probably never see numbers like that again, ...
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