February 2018 Newsletter – Exodus Ministries

Eli Hammonds General


 “He is the one you praise; he is your God, who performed for you those great and awesome wonders you saw with your own eyes.”  

– Deuteronomy 10:21

Miracles. They happen around us every day. And yet, society tells us it’s coincidence, karma, or luck. Here at Exodus, God is doing miracles every day in the lives of our women, children, staff, board, volunteers and donors. Get comfortable, grab a cup of coffee and let me tell you about the miracle I found myself in the middle of last week. Our precious DeAnna’s father was in hospice care, dying.  I offered to take her to spend the day with him, reading scripture, praying over him, spending some of his last precious hours soaking in time with her daddy. We were on our way. Visiting. Laughing. I brought a (store-bought) protein shake for breakfast for me, so I packed one for her, too. She took one sip and had an odd reaction. “What’s in this, Ms. Susan? My lips are starting to tingle and it’s hard to breathe.”

“Oh, honey, are you okay? Do we need to go to the doctor?  Or the hospital?”

“No, I’ll be fine,” came the response as she struggled to clear her throat.

Moments later, she flung her seat belt off and started slapping my shoulder to get my attention. I looked over to see tears streaming down her face, panic in her eyes, and her moving her hand across her throat in the distressed, universal “no air” signal.

Oh, my. It’s too late. She’s not okay. She’s not breathing. Lord, I am not equipped to intubate,” I whispered to myself.

I pulled over and dialed 911.”It’s okay, honey, you’ll be fine.” I reassured her. But, I was really not so sure. She was not breathing, and we were running out of time.

The 911 operator must not have heard the urgency in my voice and must not have realized the gravity of the situation. “My passenger is not breathing. At all.” I repeated over again. He asked where we were and if I thought we needed an ambulance. What?! You’re 911. She’s not breathing. This is no time for a polite discussion, I thought, barely able to contain myself.

I was frustrated at the seeming lack of concern on his part, and his lack of immediate action. I blurted out, “there’s a CareNow 5 minutes down the road.  Can we go there?”

He replied, “Yes. Or I could send an ambulance.”  Too late, dude, I thought to myself. I jumped back on the highway trying to make up for lost time. She was still not breathing. Not even gasping for air – I would have welcomed that– just not breathing at all.

I placed my hand on her leg and started to pray. “Lord, please heal DeAnna. Please open her airways and let her breathe. From her head to her toes, please heal her completely. Please open her air passages and let her breathe.  I rebuke Satan in the name of Jesus. Lord, let her breathe.”

I called ahead to CareNow. “She’s not breathing and we are headed your way.”

And, then, she gasped for air. She sucked in air, glorious air. Her breathing was quick, staccato for a minute, then slowly returned to normal. “Ms. Susan, I can breathe,” she managed to say.

By the time we pulled into the parking lot of CareNow, she was breathing, talking and even laughing about the unbelievable episode we had just experienced.  We debated about even going in to CareNow, since she was breathing again. But, I knew. I knew she had just had a potentially fatal allergic reaction to something and needed to be checked out by medical personnel.

They rushed us back, somewhat befuddled that my “not breathing passenger” was breathing, talking and carrying on a conversation.  Her blood pressure was normal. Normal.

They confirmed that she had gone into anaphylactic shock and had no medical explanation regarding how she was able to start breathing again. We proclaimed the name of Jesus and explained that the Great Physician had opened her airways and allowed her to breathe.

We had a second, and then a third nurse confirm what we suspected. She should have died in my car that day.  There was not even enough time to get her to CareNow before she should have died. 911 should have dispatched an ambulance as soon as I said she was not breathing.  They should have arrived on scene, intubated her and administered Epinephrine.  The 911 operator should not have allowed me to hang up and drive away. She should have died in my car that day, on the side of the road, going to visit her dying father. But, God…

DeAnna told me later that as soon as I started praying over her, she felt her throat start to open. A nurse pointed out that if the 911 operator had done his job correctly, he would have dispatched an ambulance at the beginning of the call, and we would never have witnessed the healing power of the name of Jesus because the medics would have intervened with tubes and medicine. There is so much power in the name of Jesus. There is so much power in prayer.

On our way home that day, I shared that I had prayed for the gift of healing  that morning, for her dad, of course, but God had used it in a different way. She responded with “Oh, Ms. Susan, this morning I prayed for a miracle. Next time I need to be more specific, huh?”

No, sweet one. Just continue to pray. There is power in prayer. There is power in the name of Jesus. And God still does miracles every day. DeAnna is living proof.

How can you help this ministry and women like DeAnna? Pray. Volunteer. Donate.

Why do I come to work every day? To watch the miracles that God does in the lives of the women and children in this ministry, their families and their extended families.  God loves to take our ordinary days and make them extraordinary. And on a really good day, He allows me to be a part of the miracle!

Come be a part of this incredible ministry. What are you waiting for?

*Please keep DeAnna and her family in your prayers. Her father passed the following day.


Mrs. Susan Stephens serves as the Executive Director for Exodus Ministries. We are so thankful for the many ways she constantly uses her gifts to love and nurture the families of Exodus every day.



More miracles…

Here is Deanna with her son Jeremiah. Deanna recently graduated the Exodus Ministries program, and is in the process of moving onto the next season of her life. She found a used washer/dryer for sale, and one of our loving staff members went with her to pick it up.
She handed the seller the payment in an Exodus envelope. The gentleman selling the set said he is a man of faith and asked what the ministry was about. He ended up giving the money back to her, as she could use it more. We are celebrating God’s obvious hand in Deanna’s life!

When our graduates move on, they are usually on the lookout for things like washer and dryers, used cars, etc. Please keep these single mothers in mind when you’re upgrading, and give us a call if you find yourself wanting to sell or donate to a deserving family. 

 

Announcing the Graduation of:

Janeta Carter

From Exodus Ministries!



It is with great excitement that we would like to announce that Janeta Carter (along with her daughters, Rachel and Dahlia) will be graduating from the Exodus program on Tuesday, February, 20th, 2018 at 6:30 pm.

Please join us at:
First Baptist Church Dallas, for this celebration.
The address is: 1707 San Jacinto, Dallas, TX 75201

Please plan to attend and celebrate this important event with us. Janeta is a shining example of a life being lived for Christ and His glory.  Join us as we celebrate the beginning of this next chapter in her new life!

 


We stumbled across some of our ladies doing a Bible Study with their kiddos in their free time. This kind of sight makes it all worth it.



We are in need of 2-3 more people on the following nights to help us in our baby room.

Mondays: 6:15-8PM
Tuesdays: 6:15-8PM
Fridays: 6:15-8PM

If you are interested, please fill out a volunteer application here: http://exodusministries.org/volunteer-application/

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