“Last time we did this, we met Dakota,” * my friend Austin said this morning as we pulled out of our office, driving to a local abortion facility. (See P.S.) We prayed together before arriving, and I told God that though we’re honored to serve Him in this way, we wish it was not necessary. Thirteen babies die in our city every day, and we try to talk to each of those babies’ parents every Friday morning. Today was especially encouraging because two moms who came considering abortion, left and headed to the local pregnancy resource center. Then I met Abbie* who was just leaving her abortion consultation. She has 3 born children and was overwhelmed to find out that her 4th was on the way. I talked about ways that we can help her, and about the value and gift this little one is. I told her, “You have 3 children, you’ve seen their ultrasounds, so you know that this is a little human growing inside of you.” She nodded, agreeing, but said that she was going to decide [to abort...