THE BIBLE THAT ATTACKED CLEVELAND
It was worse than a dark and stormy night for this mystery, but it was Good Friday, 2004, a frightening day for the wicked who refuse to repent!
In this true story, the wicked were those pulling apart little baby boys and girls piece by piece inside the largest abortion chamber in the state of Ohio, as the Church of Jesus Christ and the Cleveland Police Department looked the other way. But they were found to be innocent of any crime, and instead, the culprit in this case was the Word of God, a Holy Bible.
Early on Friday morning, Mary Ellen Urmin was sidewalk counseling at Pre-Term abortion mill and had her most favorite, most marked up Bible with her. At some point, she put it down near where she had been reading it and soon after, left for the day. Or so she thought!
It wasn’t until later that evening, when she was on her way to church, that she couldn’t find her Bible and realized she must have left it at the abortion mill! Hurriedly, she jumped in her car and made the 20 mile trek back to the bloodiest street in all of Ohio, Shaker Boulevard. On the way, Mary Ellen wondered how this could have happened, especially for the SECOND time! The first time, she left this very same Bible at the other mill on Shaker and the abortion mill employees returned it to her, although they had retained all of her personal notes that were contained within. Our prayer at that time was that souls would be converted as they read her personal love letters to Jesus and held her beloved Word of God.
She was so thankful to get it back that time that she decided to offer a gift in exchange, some pre-packaged Danish from "friendly and fun" McDonalds! Much to her disappointment, they refused the gift gesture, probably thinking she injected them with some wild form of bacteria or something. But to forget her Bible a second time!? She lamented to the Lord for her forgetfulness and asked for forgiveness for being so careless. He seemed to tell her that it would serve a greater purpose. She trusted in His peace that it would return to her, once again, being totally oblivious to what a stir it had already caused!
Arriving at the mill at 7:30 that night, she found it closed, except for a cleaning person she could see though the glass block windows. However, there was some life stirring in the parking lot next to Pre Term, as the owners of that building were taking their trash to the dumpster. She decided to explain her dilemma to them. Unfortunately, they said they had not seen her Bible but that they had just returned to the building after having been evacuated by the Cleveland BOMB UNIT!
They went on to tell her that Pre-Term had called the police because of a supposed bomb scare; the police arrived at around 5pm that day and closed the entire street down, redirecting traffic and evacuating all of the businesses by 6pm. The bomb unit was in full swing, donned with their protective suits and diligently searching for any sign of foul play. As Mary Ellen listened to them recount the events of the past few hours, she suddenly was stricken with a thought, "Could the sudden halt of productive commerce for the state’s biggest baby butchers have been caused by… her Bible?" She smiled as the thought crossed her mind. Sharing it with her garbage men, they thought it improbable. I mean, how could anyone in their right mind confuse a Bible in its carrying case with a bomb?
The answer to that question is simple. What our garbage friends don’t understand, though they even are Christians, is that we are in a war and, as it says in Proverbs 28:1, "A wicked man flees though no one pursues…" In other words, when one is involved in wicked things, their own shadow gives them the creeps! Nothing much must be done for the wicked to "flee", except for simple Christians to live out their faith and show up, with their Bibles, at the gates of hell. But, what better weapon to wield in battle, than the Sword of the Spirit, able to cut between bone and marrow? No bomb can beat the Word of God for its power, and obviously, its might.
So, the rest of the story goes that after hearing about all of this excitement, Mary Ellen decided to go to the police station to check if her Bible bomb was there, and indeed it was! Tagged as evidence, along with her Life magazine pictures of babies in the womb, that God is real, babies in the womb are real, and that all heaven breaks loose when Christians allow their theology to become biography in the streets!