Beth Mull, Love Life Raleigh City Director, recently experienced one of the most moving moments of her four and a half years serving with Love Life. What led to that moment, and the miracle that followed, is best told in her own words.
After two years of recruiting pastors and leading weekly prayer walks, I felt called to step into sidewalk ministry. I had heard from our sidewalk team how difficult and emotionally heavy it could be. If I was going to ask others to serve there, I knew I needed to experience it myself. I was intimidated, but I also trusted that God would meet me there.
On my very first day on the sidewalk, November 21, 2024, I met a woman named Tanaja as she came out of the abortion center, holding an ultrasound image of her baby. Tears were streaming down her face. She was in a very hard place, stuck in a broken relationship, lacking support, and overwhelmed by fear. She was six weeks pregnant.
I shared the Hope Is Here booklet, explained the Gospel, and prayed with her. She was not ready to accept Christ, but she was willing to stay connected. We exchanged information, and as she walked away, I felt deep in my spirit that God was going to save this baby.
I went home and texted Tanaja. No response. Weeks passed. Every Tuesday when I stood on the sidewalk, I thought of her and prayed. Then in December, she texted me out of the blue:
“It’s been hard to choose. I was just wondering if the clinic was still doing free ultrasounds.”
I immediately called and scheduled an appointment at a pregnancy resource center for the very next day. When Tanaja heard her baby’s heartbeat for the first time, she cried. Afterward, she texted me,
“THANK YOU for allowing me to see my baby!”
We stayed in touch briefly, but then her phone number was disconnected. I assumed I would never see her or that baby again.
Every so often, Tanaja and her baby boy would come to mind. Through what I can only describe as a God arranged series of Facebook searches, I found a photo of her son, Kashton. He was beautiful, and my heart overflowed with joy. Eventually, I found her new phone number and we reconnected.
I offered to throw her a baby shower, but more than anything, I wanted to hug her and hold that little boy. Seven months later, it finally happened. I held Kashton in my arms for the first time. Tanaja and I talked about God, relationships, and the challenges she was still navigating. One of our largest church partners is just five minutes from where she lives, and we are now helping her get connected to their Embrace Life group.
When Tanaja reflected on her experience, she told me she felt God did not want her to go through with the abortion. But it was when she encountered the Love Life team that everything became clear. She put it perfectly in a text she later sent me:
“I really thank you for praying over me and this little life. I’m continuing to grow since that day. It really opened my eyes.”
I cannot fully describe the gratitude I feel that God called me to be part of this ministry.
Beth’s story is a powerful reminder that when we step out in obedience to the Lord, He honors our efforts. While Beth was faithfully recruiting pastors and leading Adoption Weeks, she sensed the need to step into the ditch alongside the sidewalk team. Like all of us, she was busy with life, yet God called her to draw near to those in need.
That same call is extended to each of us. Is God stirring you to support this ministry through giving, to serve as a volunteer, or to cover this work regularly in prayer? You can take your next step at lovelife.org/connect.