There is a passage in the Book of Ezekiel that is important to this account. On the surface, it is a lament over the King of Tyre, but it reaches beyond him to the real supernatural source of all wickedness, Satan. In this passage, the Lord led the prophet to address the king as the one to be judged, but clearly the power behind him is Satan.
Notice how Satan (Lucifer) is described. He is beautiful and wise; perfect in his ways – until iniquity was found in him. But how is Satan depicted in ancient art? As a monstrously ugly demon, with features made so horrible by his evil nature that anyone could recognize him. How is he most often depicted in art, TV and movies today? Often as a monstrously ugly demon, with features so patently evil that anyone could recognize him. But not always.
Satan is not ugly. God created him a thing of beauty, wise and perfect in his ways. Satan does not resemble a gargoyle atop some Gothic cathedral; nor does he go about drooling and stinking of brimstone. Quite the opposite. He is handsome, wise and likely wanders over the face of the earth trailing the scent of designer cologne. He might have the face of a movie idol – or a magazine centerfold. He is evil in every way, but he is attractive to the eye.
And that is one of his most effective deceptions, I do believe.
Some 17 or so years ago, when I was active in the Pro-life movement, this was brought forcefully home to me. In my labors to protect the unborn, I had been travelling through Mexico, teaching in elementary and middle schools, finishing schools, private academies, universities, civic clubs and in a number of Catholic churches.
In Texas, my work was mostly in Catholic churches, catechism classes. High school theology classes and youth activities groups. Now and then, I was able to find a non-Catholic pastor willing to let me talk to his congregation. Doesn't that speak volumes?
In my presentations, I did not just quote statistics or declare that elective abortion was evil and then leave. Usually, I began with a brief "refresher" (for many of the youngsters it was a first time lesson) on adolescent sexuality and dating mores. Then I would talk about the moral questions to be addressed when thinking of aborting a preborn child. As I interacted with my listeners – I always spoke in open forum – I would circulate a few life-size models of 16-week-old fetuses for the kids to look at and handle. The idea was to make clear to them that these preborn were people, not just formless tissue as the anti-life movement kept telling them.
Then, I would segue into a description of several common methods used in abortion clinics. As I described the D&C (dilation and curettage) method used to rip the little child into pieces and then scrape the pieces out of the mother's body, I showed clips from training films created by the abortion industry. Up until this point in almost every one of my hundreds of presentations, the audience would be murmuring among themselves, sometimes even giggling as they joked back and forth. When the first recognizable little piece of a human body was scrapped out of the dilated and extended cervix, they always grew very, very quiet. As the tiny arms, legs and viscera were scraped out and piled on a tray at the abortionist's side, some of the kids, usually girls, would begin to cry softly.
When I moved on to discuss the aspiration technique, whereby a plastic tube, cut on the diagonal, was introduced into the uterus – sharpened end first – the young people, to their credit, would be staring with rapt attention at the events flashing before them on the TV screen. As I explained how the plastic tube was connected by a flexible tube to a powerful vacuum machine, they usually were able to guess what came next, as evidenced by a chorus of gasps. I would explain how the abortionist would probe with the tube until he encountered some part of the tiny living child floating in the uterus. By this time, of course, the amniotic fluid had been suctioned out and the child had lost his support. As I told them how the abortionist would push with the probe, perhaps slicing off an arm or leg, the suction would pull the parts into the tube, through which they would be deposited in a glass jar. While I was talking, they were watching the procedure on TV. Every time a sizable body part passed through the tube, the sound of the suction motor changed and they could see the lump of now lifeless flesh passing along the tube to be plopped into the jar. With each transit, there would be an audible sigh or occasional horrified gasp from the viewers. When the lights would come up again, I often would see boys trying to wipe away tears.
The last technique I taught on was the monstrous third trimester or partial birth abortion. I will not describe this here. When I had finished this final, most gruesome lesson, I would bring the lights up and wait, allowing the young people to work through their emotional states. After a few minutes, they would begin to ask questions and I would begin healing to bring them to closure.
Brutal? You betcha, but not nearly so brutal as what is done to the preborn kids whose mothers, for whatever reason, elect to terminate their pregnancies. In all the hundreds of such presentations I made to literally tens of thousands of children, juveniles and adults, I have never once had a complaint from a parent – many of whom attended my presentations – or any of the audience: with one exception, a paroled convict who objected violently and physically when I told his girlfriend that abortion was a sin, in answer to her question. On that occasion, a gang leader stepped in and handled the guy.
All the above was preamble. Here's the Carman story.
I had been invited to speak in a Catholic inner city youth center adjacent to one of the most violent public housing projects in San Antonio. The person who had asked the Pro-Life center to send a speaker had warned that there would be a number of teen gang members and their girlfriends present and that some of them might prove difficult.
As I drove to the youth center on the evening scheduled, I had to drive through a gauntlet of street corner drug dealers, hookers and pimps. Upon arriving at the center, I was surprised to see a number of young men milling around in the parking lot. When I had parked and was getting out of my car, several of them approached me. I didn't know what to think. Then, one of them asked if I was the "abortion guy," to which I replied in the affirmative. He then informed me that the parking lot was a dangerous place at night and that he and his friends were there to ensure I got into the building without any problems and that someone would watch over my car. As we walked to the center, my escort informed me there were a couple of gangs in the area and that the youth center was neutral ground. He added that some from the other gang would be in my audience.
Inside the building, I was greeted by the Youth Center director and a few of her staff. There were perhaps 90-100 young people present. When I walked in, some of them were watching Carman's Revival video on the television set that I would use for my presentation. For those who may not have seen this video, the title track is all about how the demons are spreading evil throughout the land. The demons are depicted as gargoyles, hopelessly ugly and deformed, with rasping voices, etc. The head demon is a larger-than life copy of the little ones and his throne is in what appears to be a smoky corner of Hell. The song is about the need for REVIVAL in the land. The video was playing without a hitch. I asked if I might test my own video, as I always did prior to a presentation. It, too, ran smoothly and without a hitch for the few moments that I ran it. Out with my tape and back in with Carman's.
Then, the center director called the young people together and they sat on the floor before me. As I began my presentation, there were the usual questions, challenges and jokes from the audience that I had come to expect. Some of the young people were uncomfortable, some were intrigued and most really didn't seem to want to be there at all. Perfectly normal. Confident that they soon would be jerked to reality by the video, I launched into my description of abortion techniques. The lights went down and I hit the VCR's PLAY button. Nothing happened. I ejected and re-inserted the video and again hit PLAY. Again there was nothing. The director called the maintenance man to check the cables. They were all in place.
Not wanting to lose the ground that I had gained previously, I said that I would continue without the video. As I walked into the middle of the seated group, I was praying to the Holy Spirit for the words that I would need. He did not fail me, for before the evening had ended, I saw the same reaction from all those tough young street kids that I was accustomed to seeing when I ran the tapes. Several of the girls were sobbing softly, all were rather dazed it seems, and even one or two of the very tough looking young men had tears in their eyes. After I had helped them to reach closure, and most of the young people had left, I tried the PLAY button again. Now the tape ran smoothly. A few of the audience saw that the video was running and came back to watch.
That same video problem happened to me on two other occasions, in churches in Mexico City and involving other video tapes.
Why do I think this was a big deal? I believe that young people today have been trained by the media, in this New Age, to believe that Satan and his demon helpers are easily identified because, more often than not, they are ugly and evil appearing. Kids apparently don't worry much about the evil one because they believe they can spot him and so protect themselves. This was the image projected in the Carman video that night.
In this society of ours, that which is ugly tends to be considered evil, while that which is attractive to the eye often is considered to be good. Carman's demons obviously personified that image of evil. Who speaks out in favor of a woman's "right" to make her own choices concerning abortion? Why movie stars, media personalities and others, all wearing Armani suits and Versace frocks. They are attractive, therefore, what they promote is good.
Why didn't my video work while Carman's did? I am convinced that it was a supernatural event; Satan protecting the image of evil that he had sold to America, while preventing the truth of the horror of abortion from being shown with images that could not be denied.
As I wrote above, this happened some 16 or 17 years ago; before Carman started promoting his New Age healing CDs on late night TV.
Anyway, that is my story and my conclusion. You who read this might see things in an entirely different way. Who is right? Only God knows for certain.
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