But no more. Thank God.
I heard about this story on the radio today (make that yesterday) and went googling for it tonight. The story originally appeared in La Razon, a Spanish daily newspaper. I didn't find the original story (since I don't speak Spanish it wouldn't have done much good if I had found it) but I did find a story about the story from the Catholic News Agency.
To read the full CNA story, click here. It is excerpted below, and quotes La Razon:
Ultrasounds allowing the fetus to be seen did not arrive [in Serbia] until the 80s, but they did not change [Adasevic's] opinion. Nevertheless, he began to have nightmares.
In describing his conversion, Adasevic "dreamed about a beautiful field full of children and young people who were playing and laughing, from 4 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 he asked the man in black and white who he was. 'My name is Thomas Aquinas,' the man in his dream responded. Adasevic, educated in communist schools, had never heard of the Dominican genius saint. He didn't recognize the name."
"Why don't you ask me who these children are?" St. Thomas asked Adasevic in his dream.
"They are the little ones you killed with your abortions," St. Thomas told him.
"Adasevic awoke in amazement and decided not to perform any more abortions," the article stated.
"That same day a cousin came to the hospital with his four months-pregnant girlfriend, who wanted to get her ninth abortion--something quite frequent in the countries of the Soviet block. The doctor agreed. Instead of removing the fetus piece by piece, he decided to chop it up and remove it as a mass. However, the baby's heart came out still beating. Adasevic realized then that he had killed a human being."
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Today the Serbian doctor continues to fight for the lives of the unborn.