Operation Rescue Runs Radio Ads Seeking Justice For Abortion Victim

Wichita, KS — Operation Rescue has run a series of radio ads on two popular Christian radio networks over the past month. The powerful ads, which aired on the Bott Radio Network and AFA Radio, raised serious questions about the abortion death of a Down syndrome teen named Christin Gilbert, who died last year after a late-term abortion by George R. Tiller. The ads asked for prayer for the Grand Jury investigation of abortionist Tiller that is currently underway in Wichita, Kansas.

Operation Rescue plans to release another round of radio ads in the upcoming weeks.

“We don’t want the public to forget that an innocent girl died a needless death and that those responsible must be held accountable,” said Operation Rescue President Troy Newman.

“We urge Christians everywhere to continue to pray for the Grand Jury investigation, that there will be justice for Christin and her pre-born baby, and that her tragic death will not be swept under the rug.”

Listen to the radio ads:

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Operation Rescue is accepting donations to help defray the cost of future ads. To donate, click here.

Learn more about the abortion death of Christin Gilbert

  • lime5

    Good Job, ORW! Listened to all the ads and am definitely praying for this…in the meantime,here it comes again…!

    Two Choices

    What would you do? You make the choice! Don’t look for a punch line; There isn’t one! Read it anyway. My question to all of you is: Would you have made the same choice?

    At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children,the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

    “When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?”

    The audience was stilled by the query.The father continued. “I believe,that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the
    world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child.”Then he told the following story:

    Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked,”Do you think they’ll let me play?” Shay’s father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence
    to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

    Shay’s father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and said, “We’re losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
    guess he can be on our team and we’ll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.”

    Shay struggled over to the team’s bench put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father’s joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay’s team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic
    just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay’s team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the
    potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

    At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible ’cause Shay didn’t even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

    However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay’s life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make
    contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground
    ball right back to the pitcher.

    The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

    Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and
    both teams started yelling, “Shay, run to first! Run to first!” Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

    Everyone yelled, “Run to second, run to second!”
    Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their
    team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher’s intentions and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman’s head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

    All were screaming, “Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay”

    Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, “Run to third! Shay, run to third” As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming, “Shay, run home! Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the “grand slam” and won the game for his team.

    That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.

    Shay didn’t make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

    AND, NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people think twice about sharing. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and
    workplaces.

    If you’re thinking about forwarding this message,chances are that you’re probably sorting out the people on your address list that aren’t the “appropriate” ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the “natural order of things.” So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up that opportunity to brighten the day of those with us the least able, and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?

    A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it’s least fortunate amongst them.

    “Divine Providence will judge a country by three things. How it treats those in the dawn of life. How it treats those in the shadows of life. And how it treats those in the twilight of life.” —Hubert Humphrey

    “Do you treat, care for, and help a sick or disabled person, or do you kill him? Do you measure the value of a person’s life in money? Or in utilitarian usefulness? The cost to society to care for all the physically and mentally handicapped among us is but a tiny fraction of the cost to society for the morally deformed among us. Professor Jerome Lejeune, discoverer of the chromosomal pattern of Down’s syndrome once related to us a story he had heard from a geneticist colleague which illustrates this well:
    “Many years ago, my father was a Jewish physician in Braunau, Austria. On one particular day, two babies had been delivered by one of his colleagues. One was a fine, healthy boy with a strong cry. His parents were extremely proud and happy. The other was a little girl, but her parents were extremely sad, for she was a Mongoloid baby. I followed them both for almost fifty years. The girl grew up, living at home, and was finally destined to be the one who nursed her mother through a very long and lingering illness after a stroke. I do not remember her name. I do, however, remember the boy’s name. He died in a bunker in Berlin. His name was Adolf Hitler.”
    — J.C. Willke, “Why Can’t We Love Them Both” (an excellent read on many aspects of induced abortion, available online at abortionfacts.com)

  • Bruce Stuckey

    Wow!
    Just reading the comments from Lime5 is very touching and powerfull. I too share a similar experience with Down’s Syndrome children and can tell from experience that they are most giving loving caring people in the whole world.
    I have been touched beyond words with these kids and just love to death.

  • Mike

    What a wonderful story about Shay…and a testimony to the boys of the “other team”, who were “enlightened enough” to make allowances for this boy when he got his turn to bat and participate in the game and score a hit.

    They all learned a huge lesson about compassion and humanity…

    The story brought tears to my eyes.

    I have no doubt that Shay is with the Lord and these boys will remember their selfless actions for the rest of their lives…and be proud that they were able to give this boy probably the biggest thrill of his life.