A Baby Saved by the Cross

One day I received a phone call from an employer asking me to counsel one of her employees. The lady was going for an abortion the next day, and the employer wanted me to speak to her. I agreed, but told the lady that I am not allowed to tell her not to have an abortion.

I got down on my knees and prayed.

The woman arrived, a beautiful woman. Her story was that she had two little boys, was divorced and fell pregnant. Her boyfriend had already paid the hospital, and made arrangements for her to have the abortion, and he was back in England.

I sat down with her and made sure of her salvation. She was a child of God. I asked her whether she made this decision from her soul or was it a decision she made in her spirit? She looked at me and said: "I do not understand; what you are saying?"

I then started to explain to her that she is a tri-partite being, but I continued to tell her what happened at the Cross and that she died with Christ and that she now is a new creation. She sat quietly, taking in every word I said. After I have illustrated what happened through the Line Diagrams, she interrupted me and said: "Can I please use your phone, and then I want to continue this conversation."

I agreed that she can use my phone. She then said: "Will you please stand close to me as I am speaking on the phone?"

Again I agreed.

She dialed a number and then spoke: "I am scheduled for an abortion tomorrow. Can you please cancel it? And please send the money which has already been paid for it to this account." She gave the name and bank account number of her boyfriend.

We then proceeded, and she prayed the Selfer's Prayer and exchanged her life for a new one in Christ.

I introduced her to our pastor's wife, and she was immediately accepted into a cell group where they covered her and her two little boys with God's love and protection.

The baby boy was born, and I visited her at home and held this precious beautiful baby in my arms and prayed for him. That was only once.

I went my way ministering and she went hers, looking after her boys. She was in our church, but I was always busy and didn't get time to spend with her.

One day in church, just before the service began, she came over to us with this gorgeous baby boy with his big blue eyes. He was then 10 months old. When she stood in front of me, this little boy grabbed me by my cheeks and kissed me on my mouth with his soft wet lips, and then he put his head on my shoulder and snuggled his little body close to my heart. Over his head I looked at his mother. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. I looked up at my husband; he was crying, too. The mother said to me: "This little boy never, ever does that to people. He is very shy and always clings to me. I am sure he is thanking you for saving his life." I just held him and cried.

We were overjoyed with gratefulness for the Cross of Jesus Christ.

- Nehlsie and Hendrik