Dear Stand True Family:
Stand True is Planning a White Rose Pro-life Summer Project in Dayton, OH
Normally, Stand True spends the summer on the road, traveling across the United States and setting up pro-life booths at music festivals along the way. Every year we see more and more local pro-life organizations set up at the festivals, which means we are assured that if we are not there the pro-life message will still go out and we can work on a new vision for the summer.
The White Rose was a coalition of young people in Nazi Germany who dedicated themselves to educate Germans about truth of the Nazi Holocaust. These young people were willing to risk their lives to spread the truth and be a light in the darkness; they raised their voices for life when the penalty for being caught was certain death.
I have always admired the courage of the White Rose and have wanted to see such courage in the youth of America in regards to the Abortion Holocaust. Over the past several years we have seen just such a rise in courage, passion and dedication in America’s youth and they are standing up more then ever against the killing of their generation.
This summer we are launching the White Rose Pro-life Summer Project in Dayton, OH to spread the truth about abortion and be a constant voice for life in front of Dayton’s only remaining abortion clinic. We will be bringing in youth from around the country to spend a portion or all of their summer as part of the White Rose Pro-life Summer.
We will have a peaceful, prayerful presence in front of Martin Haskell’s abortion clinic in Kettering, OH (a subarb of Dayton) every day. We will be bringing our pro-life witness, literature distribution and street ministry to events around the city, including baseball games, conventions and more. We plan on setting up meetings with as many churches in the Dayton, OH area as possible to ask them how we can help make sure they have a pro-life outreach in the Dayton community. The White Rose Pro-life Summer Project will saturate Dayton, OH and the surrounding area with the message of life as we reveal the truth that abortion is the killing of innocent children.
The White Rose Pro-life Summer Project will run from June 1 – July 31, 2012.
If you are interested in spending all or part of your summer as a White Rose Missionary please e-mail us at firstname.lastname@example.org
Host Housing – If you live near or in Dayton, OH and would like to host a White Rose Student for part of the summer you can e-mail us at email@example.com
March for Life 2012
I think giving an account of the Annual March for Life is my most dreaded yearly report; this means we have started another year of decriminalized child killing in America. This year being the start of the 40th year makes it even more painful than ever as we are reaching the mark of a full generation being under the shadow of the abortion holocaust.
While I may be sad that we have entered another year, I am also encouraged by what I am seeing in the youth pro-life movement. This year we hosted the first annual Official March for Life Youth Rally as part of the March for Life Convention. I was excited to bring together such amazing youth pro-life leaders as Lila Rose, Kristin Hawkins, Jason Jones and so many others in a unified effort to educate, activate and equip young people to stand up and be a voice.
We were initially hoping to see about 800 -1,000 young people show up for the rally and we were ecstatic when it reached standing room only with almost 1,500 people attending the rally. About 30 minutes into the rally, as I was about to introduce Nelly Grey, the founder of the March for Life, approximately 15-20 pro-abortion protestors stood up and interrupted the rally.
I looked out at the huge crowd of young pro-lifers and watched their reaction to the protesters and it brought such joy to my heart. Lila Rose took the microphone and started to lead them in prayer and I watched as hundreds of hands raised towards the protesters as the pro-lifers began to pray for them. There was not angry exchange, but an outpouring of love from the pro-life youth, and the protesters simply walked away when security arrived and we continued our rally.
I am so proud of this youth pro-life movement and the momentum we are gaining in the battle. I was on one of the biggest highs of my life as I watched these youth eat up every word from our speakers and cheered as we proclaimed that this will be the generation that will end the abortion holocaust.
We already have some amazing plans for next year, but in the meantime you can see pictures from the youth rally and the rest of the Stand True March for Life Weekend at: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150554099098556.393537.501983555&type=3
I normally write a recap of the March for Life myself but this year I am going to share someone else’s account: the account a 14 year old girl who has taken up the mantle of abortion abolitionist. As well as writing our March for Life recap, Cassandra Mohr shared an original song at the youth rally for which you can see a video of here:
March for Life 2012, Washington DC
By Cassandra A. Mohr, age 14
It was amazing to me how many people there were. Just looking at the river of people that seemed to go on and on made me feel so insignificant; but then, I realized that without individuals like me there would be no March. The flow of families, schools, churches, clergymen, and more had started sometime around 1:00 pm. It’s always hard to tell when the actual March starts because of the constant arrivals of different groups, but one thing I did know was that it had started at the front with regretful women who wanted to take a stand and stop the holocaust. My group (Stand True) had been just blocks away handing out flyers when we realized that the March had started – and we ran to get in the crowd! As I helped carry the Stand True banner, I thought that we probably should’ve brought something to hold it up because otherwise, no one would see it; but then I realized that it didn’t matter if anyone saw our individual banner or not. We were here to show that we were against abortion, and to take a stand. Sure, we wanted people to see and support us, but right then all that mattered was our presence. The simple fact that we were there to be part of the movement was enough.
As I walked with the crowd, it seemed like I had found my family. It didn’t matter that our countries differed so dramatically that there were some of us from California and some from Ireland, or that some had voted for Obama in the last election and some had picketed his whole operation; it didn’t even matter that we came from Catholic, Lutheran, Evangelical, Jewish, Greek Orthodox, and atheist beliefs. We were united against abortion – of one mind and one goal, and we would stand up for life together. Everyone was so kind and understanding! It was amazing how just one issue could bring so many people together like that. One thing that was really interesting personally was the policemen that were on duty that day. To me, it was very obvious who supported life, and who supported abortion; the pro-abortion policemen were pretty tight-lipped and overall hostile about the whole thing. The pro-life policemen were simply a part of the family: easy to approach and have a conversation with. Nevertheless, I got back to my hotel well enough with street directions from both groups, and I have to say that they did their jobs well.
When we reached the Supreme Court building, it seemed as though no one knew what to do next. The press of people up in front of the blocked-off building, in the streets, and on the sidewalks became so great that you almost couldn’t take two steps in one direction without having to dodge somebody. I started to hear yelling from one direction; in fact, it sounded a little like chanting. I presumed that it was just a rowdy boys youth group wanting to burn off some energy. However, when the chanting didn’t stop for at least another ten minutes, I became curious and started trying to worm my way through the incessant crowd. Of course, I was too short to see anything until I got to the very front of the gathering (it was at that point I found myself wishing I had worn my 4-inch heels) and I saw what the commotion was about. Of course they weren’t pro-lifers! Why hadn’t I known it before? The very tone of their voices and the hurt and anger behind their eyes showed me the truth. Well, that and a five-foot neon pink sign screaming, “Good women have abortions.” There were only about fifteen of them, and the police were blocking them off! It seemed to me that if things were to get violent, they were not the ones who would need to be protected. I attempted to engage in a debate with a 21-year-old man about whether women should have the choice to end their child’s life or not, but it was almost impossible because neither crowd would stop yelling! We tried to continue having a discussion for at least a half-hour, and finally, as the crowd moved on through the streets we left with each other’s names and promises to try to find the other on Facebook. It was my hope that I would be able to help this young man see the light of truth; however, as of yet I have been unable to find him. I constantly continue to pray for him and for others like him who need healing.
The crowd continued on without me after that. I had wanted to go on, but it was starting to get late and I knew my parents would be worried about me soon (and I also knew that it would be difficult to get out of the crowd). I have no idea when it finally ended, but I know that it had to have been hours later as there were people returning to the hotel all day. Reflections on the day? Well, I’ll let my encounter with an elderly woman crossing the street suffice: neither of us could understand how the authorities could simply ignore us. The March had started out miniscule and grown to something gigantic – with hundreds of thousands of people flying in every single year just to try and end abortion. She had been coming for many years, and I only two, but we both understood the significance of this year: this was the start of the 40th year. It was not just the end of the 39th, but the start of a new generation. One full generation of people has been contaminated with the effects of abortion. One full generation. How is it that we have allowed abortion to touch our children for 40 years? Yes, children. They are indeed children; and we must not let the next generation of children have abortion as a part of their daily lives. At the end of the day, it became absolutely clear to me: we must not let abortion continue. We must act, and we will. One day, our voices will shout so loud that they cannot help but acknowledge us. My only prayer is this: that “one day” comes soon.
My Journey Home to The Catholic Church
While Stand True remains an ecumenical organization for everyone and will always work with everyone, many people have asked why I converted to the Catholic Church. Here is my testimony on a TV show called “The Journey Home” on EWTN that aired this week —
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