Abortionist Quits After a Dream: “These Children are the Ones You Killed With Your Abortions”
Nightmares and dreams about children plagued Stojan Adasevic for years while he worked as an abortionist for communist Serbia.
In 26 years, Stojan aborted approximately 48,000 unborn children, including his own relatives. According to his communist country, however, he only was removing blobs of tissue.
The National Catholic Register reports Stojan had a conversion experience, partially as a result of his dreams, and he now is one of the strongest advocates for unborn babies’ lives in Eastern Europe.
Here’s more from the report:
In describing his conversion to La Razon, Adasevic “dreamed about a beautiful field full of children and young people who were playing and laughing, from four to 24 years of age, but who ran away from him in fear. A man dressed in a black and white habit stared at him in silence. The dream was repeated each night and he would wake up in a cold sweat.One night Stojan asked the man in black and white in his frightening dream as to his identity.“My name is Thomas Aquinas,” he responded. Stojan, educated in communist schools that pushed atheism instead of real learning, didn’t recognize the Dominican saint’s name.SUPPORT LIFENEWS! If you like this pro-life article, please help LifeNews.com with a donation!Stojan asked the nightly visitor, “Who are these children?”“They are the ones you killed with your abortions,” St. Thomas told him bluntly and without preamble.Stojan awoke in shock and fear. He decided he would refuse to participate in any more abortions.
His resolve was difficult to follow the next day when he went into work. Stojan said one of his cousins came to the hospital with his pregnant girlfriend. They wanted an abortion, and he reluctantly agreed, according to the report.
The experience was horrifying. In the documentary “The First Hour,”he described what happened:
I grabbed something, crushed it a little, removed it, and threw it onto a cloth. I look, and I see a hand – quite a large hand. The child was 3, perhaps 4 months old. I had no tape to measure it.… As I pull out the mess, thinking it will be bone fragments I lay it on the cloth, I look, and I see a human heart, contracting and expanding and beating, beating, beating. I thought I would go mad. I can see that the heartbeat is slowing, ever more slowly, and more slowly still, until it finally stops completely. Nobody could’ve seen what I had seen with my very own eyes, and be more convinced than I was — I had killed a human being.
The experience left Stojan so shocked that he immediately told the hospital that he would never do another abortion.
Because he was living in a communist country, Stojan’s convictions caused problems for himself and his family. According to the Register, the government cut his salary in half, fired his daughter from her job and refused to let his son attend college.
It was another dream from St. Thomas Aquinas that encouraged Stojan not to give up his new commitment to protecting life. In the dream, he said the saint reassured him and inspired him to persevere.
Stojan quickly became involved in the pro-life movement in his country — work that he continues to this day, the Register reports. He has shared his story and the truth about unborn babies’ lives to people all across Eastern Europe through TV, newspapers and other outlets, according to the report.
Dreams are powerful things.
ReplyDeleteI admire those that not only dream, but have the ability to interpret those dreams.
I still remember seeing vividly when my grandmother was going to pass on to the Spirit World. Said vision happened literally two weeks before she died. The vision consisted of my wife's paternal grandmother (whose family had been a pioneer family in Puebla) receiving a mission call to preach to my grandmother. Apparently they learn other languages there as she never knew English in life and my grandmother never knew Spanish.
Now, my grandmother had strokes five, seven, and nine years before her death. She had been slowly deteriorating in health and it was a miracle that she had lasted that long. I told my wife about it, who was deeply moved by the experience. And literally ten days later, we receive a call from my dad to go to the funeral because she had passed on.
Another time was when I was in my last area in my mission, where I received a "before and after" type of vision. Something terrible was about to happen to the city where I was serving, though I did not notice the disaster that caused them so much suffering. It was a tough area, with people even telling me to dust my feet off in their presence because they wanted nothing. What surprise I found six months afterwards, when I hear that that city of nearly one million people was mostly underwater, with the exception of a circle roughly one kilometer in radius, centered on the temple. The houses of those that told me to dust my feet off? They were six meters underwater.