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Street Report from Forest Park and Boyle Avenues, St. Louis, Missouri

May 25, 2005

Dear Pro-life friends,

Praise the LORD for Mike Kaul, the man who stands in front of Planned Parenthood in St. Louis on Wednesdays as he is a street minister. He is teaching me how to share the Gospel on the streets. Also, another woman will soon be joining us on Wednesday afternoons at PP. I am glad of this. We can use all the help the LORD sends, especially between 3:00 - 4:00 p.m.

We are in need of literature to distribute; if you happen to have some extra pro-life brochures, they will be most appreciated and used wisely. I also need some information for the women in my classes. You can contact me for my address.

Today was a slow day at PP (praise the LORD); I was admonished by the director of PP to not get on their grass. : ) I think their losing 4 clients last week must have aggravated her a bit.

I am wearing my scrubs to witness, as more cars will stop for literature. Mike's signs are very powerful as the women driving in actually cover their eyes! Two black women stopped as they were leaving, and proclaimed they would not have abortions. The woman driving had tears in her eyes as she saw my sign with the decapitated baby.

I will let you know if I receive a report from Mike Kaul of any more women who have changed their minds today.

For the King,
Angela Wittman
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