DISCLAMER: Missionaries to the Pre-born, Iowa, and its associates does not advocate killing abortion doctors, nor do we condemn those who do it.  On Repentance
Dan Holman preaching On Repentance.
A couple of days ago toward dusk I was driving from the store and suddenly noticed an old car in front of me blocking the right lane. Its emergency lights were on. There was no place for the car to pull off to the side of the road as there was no shoulder. Traffic was moving fast and the driver was in a dangerous predicament. I slowed down and caught a quick look at a seemly relaxed young woman on a cell phone. I thought about my wife, WWDD? Donna would urge me to stop to help this young woman so I swung around to get in front of her with my car. I thought about the danger I put myself in, if someone were to hit her they would slam into me!
It was getting dark and people were in a hurry to get home. I thought about the police videos I had seen of inattentive drivers slamming into vehicles pulled off to the side of the road.
As traffic flew by I walked up to the car. I saw a woman in her 20’s relaxed, slumped back in her seat cheerfully talking on her cell phone. She was seemingly unaware of the danger she was in. I said “You got to get out of this car!” She smiled and turned her attention back to her phone. “You are in danger of being hit” She laughed, “Its OK someone is coming to help me.” I watched in horror as a black suburban slammed on its brakes nearly rear ending her.
I thought to myself “Is this woman on drugs? Is she stupid? I got to get out of here or we will both get hit!”
I left somewhat sheepishly. As I drove away I thought of my own daughters, surely I could have done more. Maybe I should call the police. I could have gone up the road and waved a warning to oncoming traffic, but the farther I drove away the more distant my responsibility seemed to be. “Maybe someone else will help her” I reasoned. I am ashamed to tell you that I went on with my life and forgot about her.
In a dream last night I was walking by a culvert overgrown in brambles. There was a blackbird caught in its branches. The bird was trying to free itself, upon seeing me it panicked. I thought about how messy I might get freeing this bird so walked by.
Upon awakening I realize that God is dealing with my heart. Like the church in Ephesus I had forgotten my first love. I used to be keenly aware that God is watching me along with all the angels and saints (Revelation 2:1-7; Hebrews 12:1). I had acted selfishly in these situations, and I realize there is something wrong with my heart. How can I love the pre-born whom I cannot see, if I do not love the post-born whom I see everyday? How can I love God when I do not love my neighbor?
I lose heart when I am rejected by the world and say in the bitterness of my heart “to hell with them!”
My wife Donna has taken a pounding from the world over the years. Family, friends, and neighbors reject her because of her insistence. She warns them of the fires of hell, and the dangers vaccines, sexual impurity, and baby murder. Despite the persecution she receives she has maintained a sweetness of spirit. She is constantly dragging my reluctant, dejected corpse along with her as she is touched with compassion for blind and the dumb. Though fearful at first, I am always glad that I went.
I realize that I am not doing all that I can and should do to reach out to the lost. I know from experience that we must put ourselves in harms way, that it takes urging and endurance to reach people with our message.
When I was a wee lad in Catholic parochial school, we were taught a rote prayer “An act of Contrition.” The prayer was mostly meaningless as we recited it in unison and on queue, but the words stuck with me.
“O my God I am heartily (I used to say hardly) sorry for having offended thee; and I detest all my sins because of thy just punishment; but most of all because they offend thee O’ Lord who art all good and deserving of all my love. I firmly resolve, with the help of thy grace, to sin no more, and to avoid the near occasion of sin.”
dan & donna holman
P.O. Box 135
Keokuk, Iowa 52632
Office: (319) 524-5587
DISCLAIMER: Missionaries to the Pre-born, Iowa, and its associates does not advocate killing abortion doctors, nor do we condemn those who do it.
Any coward who supports abortion has the blood of babies on their hands.

   
 
Another baby murdered by a babykilling abortionist.





















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Genesis 9:6
Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed:
for in the image of God made he man.

Numbers 35:33 So ye shall not pollute the land wherein ye are:
for blood it defileth the land: and the land cannot be cleansed of the
blood that is shed therein, but by the blood of him that shed it.