Abortion May Have Met Its Match in the Determined Pro-Life Activist Anna Hoduski
Bound together by a desire to protect the unborn, a passionate runner and her two dedicated friends are gearing up for the conclusion of an almost fifteen-month journey across the United States.
This Sunday (October 15), Anna Hoduski will make her way to the Lincoln Memorial after an almost 3,000-mile journey from Kansas City that began July 23, 2016. Anna ran the first 1,700+ miles, biking the final 1,000+ miles due to a knee injury. Supported by her team of Sarah Hoduski and Megan Maier while sacrificing time, sweat, and her body, Anna has undertaken this effort in order to raise awareness about the evil named abortion and to call people to action.
Her endgame is to help ring the death knell signaling the final evil gasp of this country's genocide of babies. In the words of Anna, "This Sunday at the Lincoln Memorial, we hope to celebrate that there is hope. We want to let people know that they are not alone in the fight to end abortion. All across America, we have met pro-life people who are rising up. Abortion will end, and people are ready to unite and see it end."
The first leg of the journey found Anna running from her hometown of Kansas City to Los Angeles. Due to a leg injury, she was forced to switch to a bicycle for the second leg from Kansas City to Washington, D.C. Her cross-country mission will culminate in a planned rally on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial this Sunday at 7 p.m.
Speaking with PJ Media, Anna recounted some of the obstacles and difficulties she faced in her trek across the country:
While running and biking across America, there definitely have been times I wanted to stop. One was when I had to run Monarch Pass. This pass had an elevation of 11,312 feet—the highest elevation of the whole project. It was a twenty-mile ascent and as I was running it, rain began to fall which shortly turned into sleet and snow. Switchback after switchback and mile after mile, we persevered, until finally, we reached the summit. Another time I wanted to quit was in California. The California Department of Transportation had denied us access to I-15 (the only route available), so I had to run beside it through the desert sands and cactus. The up-hills were so steep that it hardly felt like I was running and the down-hills so sharp that I was stumbling over myself trying to keep my balance. As I stumbled down one in particular, my legs were caught in cactus and cut until they bled. I actually ended up falling into a ditch. I just sat there and wondered why I was doing this run.
God was the only reason I kept going. I knew He was doing a work for the lives of the unborn that I couldn’t understand. I had seen Him work in so many ways despite the difficulties: a doctor volunteering to do medical work for a pregnancy center, a pro-choice young lady becoming a pregnancy advocate, a group of elderly women begin sewing baby quilts, a church rise up to support women in crisis-pregnancy situations, children collect change to support unwed mothers, and so much more.