JESUS CHRIST SAID " I GOT YOU!!!
JESUS CHRIST SAYS I GOT YOU!!!
APOSTLE JAMES & BETTY R WINFREE MINISTRIES
Isaiah 53:4
When I was at death doors Jesus Christ spoke too my spirit and said, " I GOT YOU!!!
Surely He has borne our griefs
And carried our sorrows;
Yet we esteemed Him stricken,
Smitten by God, and afflicted.
Isaiah 53:5
My Lord And Savior Said All I Have Too Do Is Rest In His Arms!!!
But He was wounded for our transgressions,
He was bruised for our iniquities;
The chastisement for our peace was upon Him,
And by His stripes we are healed.
John 11:4
the little old devil gave me his best shot," But JESUS gave me His Glory Too God In Christ Jesus!!!
When Jesus heard that, He said, “This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God may be glorified through it.”
What Happened To Our Dad Apostle James Winfree Sr, in November 2005
Psalms 68:19 (NLT)
Praise The Lord; Praise God Our Savior!
For Each Day He Carries Us In His Arms.
(Stop and think about this)
Our dad had been complaining of chest pains for several weeks leading up to the day he was rushed to the hospital. He was also not eating normally, took frequent trips to the restroom, and had the feeling that he could not get enough to drink. We assumed maybe it was a cold or possible flu bug or stomach virus.
The weeks progressed and he was eating less and sleeping more. He could only drink juice, and drank very little water. My mom had to give him substitutes for the nutrients that he was missing from not eating with things like Ensure and pedialyte. My mother took him to the county hospital where the doctors misdiagnosed him and sent him on his way with a prescription for acid reflux.
Needless to say, this did nothing to ease the pains his body was going thru. We were to later find out that my dad was a diabetic and all of the symptoms he was having were leading up to a diabetic coma or possible death, had we not gotten him to the emergency room of a more reputable hospital facility. He had lost a lot of weight and still did not have an appetite by the time Thanksgiving had rolled around.
We thought that he would pull thru it. Apparently he felt like he was dying and was preparing himself for the worst. By Saturday he was barely moving and able to speak coherently. By that evening my mother insisted that we take him to the hospital, as he was not getting any better. The EMT/ambulance attendants stated that my dad's sugar level was at a whopping 1500 and rushed him to the hospital.
As if 1500 wasn't enough, the emergency room doctor informed us with her mouth agape, that my dad's sugar level was actually over a thousand and that she could not believe that he was still alive and that they were going to work on bringing his glucose level down to normal along with the tedious delicate process that it would take to re-hydrate his body as he was severely dehydrated.
Over the time period of recovery my dad’s vital signs became very out of sorts. He had moments where he was incoherent, could not speak only mumble, and while his eyes were open he had no recollection of the things that were going on around him. He also had some involuntary head and arm movement as a result of his vital signs being very out of whack.
The nurses and doctors worked around the clock on him in the intensive care unit trying to get his vital signs under control. It was definitely a life changing experience for both him and the rest of the family. With the prayers of the righteous and God’s hand directing the medical staff, my dad finally began to speak even though slurred, and was now alert.
They had to insert tubes down his throat to get some fluid into his stomach as he still could not drink or eat. Continuous IV’s ran thru his arms and they were taking blood from him around the clock. With his glucose (sugar) down to a more controllable level, he was transferred out of the intensive care unit, where he would later begin to eat normally again, and walk, along with learning how to test his blood sugar levels and give himself insulin shots. A few days after he was transferred out of ICU he was released.
~Written by Apostle James’ daughter .Tarsha N. Winfree & family
Apostle James would like to thank all of our Dear Partners and Loving Friends for their love, support, many calls and prayers while he was in the hospital, there was prayer around the clock for him. We also want to think all of the nurses and doctors who so faithfully worked on Apostle James while he was in the hospital. And most of all we thank Jesus Christ for His healing!! All glory goes to God!!
APOSTLE JAMES & BETTY R WINFREE MINISTRIES
Isaiah 53:4
When I was at death doors Jesus Christ spoke too my spirit and said, " I GOT YOU!!!
Surely He has borne our griefs
And carried our sorrows;
Yet we esteemed Him stricken,
Smitten by God, and afflicted.
Isaiah 53:5
My Lord And Savior Said All I Have Too Do Is Rest In His Arms!!!
But He was wounded for our transgressions,
He was bruised for our iniquities;
The chastisement for our peace was upon Him,
And by His stripes we are healed.
John 11:4
the little old devil gave me his best shot," But JESUS gave me His Glory Too God In Christ Jesus!!!
When Jesus heard that, He said, “This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God may be glorified through it.”
What Happened To Our Dad Apostle James Winfree Sr, in November 2005
Psalms 68:19 (NLT)
Praise The Lord; Praise God Our Savior!
For Each Day He Carries Us In His Arms.
(Stop and think about this)
Our dad had been complaining of chest pains for several weeks leading up to the day he was rushed to the hospital. He was also not eating normally, took frequent trips to the restroom, and had the feeling that he could not get enough to drink. We assumed maybe it was a cold or possible flu bug or stomach virus.
The weeks progressed and he was eating less and sleeping more. He could only drink juice, and drank very little water. My mom had to give him substitutes for the nutrients that he was missing from not eating with things like Ensure and pedialyte. My mother took him to the county hospital where the doctors misdiagnosed him and sent him on his way with a prescription for acid reflux.
Needless to say, this did nothing to ease the pains his body was going thru. We were to later find out that my dad was a diabetic and all of the symptoms he was having were leading up to a diabetic coma or possible death, had we not gotten him to the emergency room of a more reputable hospital facility. He had lost a lot of weight and still did not have an appetite by the time Thanksgiving had rolled around.
We thought that he would pull thru it. Apparently he felt like he was dying and was preparing himself for the worst. By Saturday he was barely moving and able to speak coherently. By that evening my mother insisted that we take him to the hospital, as he was not getting any better. The EMT/ambulance attendants stated that my dad's sugar level was at a whopping 1500 and rushed him to the hospital.
As if 1500 wasn't enough, the emergency room doctor informed us with her mouth agape, that my dad's sugar level was actually over a thousand and that she could not believe that he was still alive and that they were going to work on bringing his glucose level down to normal along with the tedious delicate process that it would take to re-hydrate his body as he was severely dehydrated.
Over the time period of recovery my dad’s vital signs became very out of sorts. He had moments where he was incoherent, could not speak only mumble, and while his eyes were open he had no recollection of the things that were going on around him. He also had some involuntary head and arm movement as a result of his vital signs being very out of whack.
The nurses and doctors worked around the clock on him in the intensive care unit trying to get his vital signs under control. It was definitely a life changing experience for both him and the rest of the family. With the prayers of the righteous and God’s hand directing the medical staff, my dad finally began to speak even though slurred, and was now alert.
They had to insert tubes down his throat to get some fluid into his stomach as he still could not drink or eat. Continuous IV’s ran thru his arms and they were taking blood from him around the clock. With his glucose (sugar) down to a more controllable level, he was transferred out of the intensive care unit, where he would later begin to eat normally again, and walk, along with learning how to test his blood sugar levels and give himself insulin shots. A few days after he was transferred out of ICU he was released.
~Written by Apostle James’ daughter .Tarsha N. Winfree & family
Apostle James would like to thank all of our Dear Partners and Loving Friends for their love, support, many calls and prayers while he was in the hospital, there was prayer around the clock for him. We also want to think all of the nurses and doctors who so faithfully worked on Apostle James while he was in the hospital. And most of all we thank Jesus Christ for His healing!! All glory goes to God!!
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