Friday, February 3, 2012

Walking in the Anointing


By Emily Barden



Wednesday February 1st, 2012

And so begins the month of February here in Accra, Ghana! As a team we began our morning with the usual surprise breakfast, prepared by the beautiful Grace and Vida. They have been such creative cooks in the kitchen and so gracious to take care of our needs from day to day. On this day we had MORE amazing pineapple and mangos and some hot porridge with bread and eggs.

After breakfast, we made our way over to the Manna Mission Academy to share morning devotionals with the school children in their chapel service. As we approached, we were greeted by the sound of drums and voices, singing praise and worship songs in beautiful harmonies. We spent time in worship, watching the children dance and sing with quite impeccable rhythm. They began a conga line, dancing and clapping around the auditorium during their worship song; so of course, we had to join in. It was so much fun to see them all laughing and clapping while we danced with them. After worship, the pastor welcomed us to the stage and Hays, Grace and Bethany had the opportunity to share a little bit of their hearts with the audience. They presented personal devotionals to the children; who all seemed very receptive and ready to learn from the girls.

From there, we all divided up into our different assignments for the day and made our way to the hospital. I had the opportunity to get to know some lovely ladies in the “lying in” ward during my assignment in labor and delivery. I met four women who were all waiting to have their babies, and two women who were lying in with their newborn baby girls. Time flew while we sat and chatted. The women were so enthusiastic and had such colorful personalities.

Nian was in pharmacy for the day learning about different kinds of malaria medication and got to meet Kingsford, the intelligent pharmacist at Manna Mission! Grace, Bethany and Julianne chose to spend the day helping with the well baby clinic in the hospital. They also had the opportunity to see a little girl have her dressings changed on a “soup” burn all over her arm. The day was filled with lots of babies and mothers coming in for their one-week check ups. We slowly figured out that all of the women wearing white were all of the new mothers. Here in Ghana it is customary to wear white for a few months after you have your baby.

Kaitlin and Rachel went to the Academy to teach all of the school children about hand washing and infection control. As it goes with most young kiddos at school, they all ended up playing a game of “heads up 7up” for the remainder of their time. Matt spent his time for the day in the lab, becoming familiar with the various tests and processes used in the mission hospital and entertaining the techs with his goofy sense of humor.

Hays saw a total of 85 patients in the “out patient” ward during her 3 hours at the hospital. She checked in the patient’s to the hospital, took vitals and made friends with everyone awaiting the doctor. While Ms. Poore floated to various areas of the hospital, Dr. Catts spent time working on the curriculum for the future Manna Mission College of Nursing. Because of Ms. Poore and Dr. Catt’s resources, we are able to partner with Manna Mission to make a curriculum with them for their developing school plans.






By noon we were all together again eating lunch and making plans for school work that needed to be done that afternoon. Each team began to make plans for what we would be doing our projects on during our stay here in Ghana. Team Amazing (Emily, Julianne, Kaitlin, Nian, Rachel) has chosen to teach young girls and boys about puberty, purity and the changes that come with becoming an adolescent. Team Awesome (Hays, Bethany, Grace, Matt) chose to research the labor and delivery practices of the people here and teach on healthy methods for delivery and ante-natal care.

That evening the Ghanaian soccer team was playing Guinea in the playoffs. A few of us were able to join the Ablorh’s at their home to watch the game and hang out together. Hays, Bethany, Grace, Julianne and I had fun with our new friends as we watched their favorite sport and cheered on Ghana as they moved onto the next round. As we left, Jeremiah gave us a tour of their beautiful home, and Bethany finally got to hug a palm tree in the front yard.



Standing in the Gap

 Thursday, February 2nd 2012

It has now been ONE WEEK since we left Tulsa and said “adios” to the comforts of home in the United States. It’s hard to believe that after 7 days, our mission house has started to feel like home. We have already seen so many beautiful faces and felt so welcomed by everyone that we meet. We begin every morning at the hospital doing devotions and prayer, led by the hospital staff. It is inspiring to see the love these people have for Jesus and His grace. After one week, I have already learned how to welcome God into every corner of my day and to give thanks in new ways.

From 9am-12pm we all participated in different activities at the hospital. The well baby clinic was still going on, which provided multiple opportunities for us to look after newborns. In the labor and delivery ward there was one young woman awaiting the arrival of her first baby. By the time we left for lunch she was 6cm dilated and having frequent contractions. Little did we know; that later that night, the arrival of her baby girl would change some of our lives.





After lunch JOE FOX came to the house! YAAAYYYY!! Here in Ghana that means it’s shopping day. Pastor Seth, Jeremiah and Joe all came to the house to pick us up. We chose the dress styles that we wanted, while Matt stuck with a simple shirt and pants design. Once Joe had taken all of our measurements, Jeremiah skillfully drove our whole group into Accra to buy fabric.

As we drove into the city, we all admired the market dresses; of course Grace and I immediately noticed ALL the soccer jersey vendors. We are all excited to do some souvenir shopping later in the trip! So, we got back on task, made our way into the fabric stores, and picked out all of our colorful patterns to be used for our dresses.



By the time we all arrived back home, there were definitely some stomach’s grumbling. We ate dinner, and some of us decided to go back to the hospital to check on the patient’s we’ve been getting to know. I met up for a short walk with my friend Diana who is in the lying-in ward, awaiting the arrival of her first baby. The rest of the group went into the labor and delivery ward to check on the woman who was slowly progressing earlier in the day.

When I finished walking with Diana I went to the delivery room to find Matt and Rachel helping the young woman begin to give birth to her baby!! We all joined in on the help, and after an hour and a half of pushing, coaching, and encouragement, she finally delivered a little girl. Once the baby was out, we noticed right away that she was flaccid, blue and lifeless. All of us looked down at the baby girl and realized she needed oxygen and resuscitation right away.

Those first few moments after the birth were indescribable. Thankfully the doctor was in the room upon delivery, and the midwife had a positive attitude about the baby’s survival chances.  They brought her over to the baby basin; the doctor immediately began to administer oxygen through the ambu-bag. Matt stepped up to the basin and began resuscitating the baby right away. “1..2..3..4..5..” Matt counted as he pumped the little baby’s chest with his thumbs. After 10 minutes of praying, oxygen and resuscitation, a weak cry finally came from the little girl’s mouth. She cried a few times until the doctor was comfortable enough to discontinue the oxygen, but we didn’t stop praying.

They covered her with the blankets we brought from home, began to assess her weight, and cleaned her off with baby oil. We took pictures with the baby and brought her over to her mother.  The midwife told us, before we left, that if we wouldn’t have been there to help coach the mother through labor, than the baby might not have lived.

God’s mercy and plan are so great, and everything happens for His plan and His reasons.  Because there are times when you stand between life and death, and that night, we stood in the gap for life.

Psalm 3:3-5 “But you are a shield around me, O Lord; You bestow glory on me and lift up my head. To the Lord I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy hill. I lie down in sleep; I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.”





P.S. Matt’s thoughts:

Early in the day, I had a very critical patient who was septic, unable to speak, had a foley, and extremely high blood pressure.  When we were cleaning up his stool, we discovered a bedsore and began to implement care for it.  Rachel, as mentioned, had met the laboring woman and felt strongly that she should wipe her forehead. Emily had connected with a woman who was on the laying-in ward and had asked her for food.

At dinner, we were all exhausted. We barely spoke to each other due to our fatigue.  There was little we wanted to do other than relax; however, we each felt a pull on our heart to return and check on our patients, and we chose to be obedient. Five of us came. The other four stayed because we had initiated a chore list for the mission house and they had duties to perform; those five where exactly the ones that needed to be there. Emily went to feed her patient. Rachel and I went to check on my patient with the bedsore. We cleaned his stool again and dressed the bedsore. This evolved to a full head to toe bath. His countenance became very peaceful after this.

Next, Rachel and I went to the labor ward so she could wash the woman’s forehead. As we walked in, the midwife called for us to move the women into the labor suite. The timing was perfect. We were there about 45mins when Emily joined us. She brought the refreshing energy we needed to continue on with coaching the woman.
After a lot of work, the baby came and I got to cut the cord. After a moment I noticed the silence. It was heart stopping to contrast the loud singing cry we knew should be there with the hollow silence and rush of the medical team. I walked over and saw the doctor giving rescue breathes to the still body with the ambu-bag. I began chest compressions and time all but stopped when the silence was finally broken by a weak, but clear, cry.


It’s an overwhelming thing to reflect upon, being part of saving a life. It shows how great God’s grace is and how he holds the world in his hands. We all learned the power of obedience. Had we not obeyed that still small voice in our hearts, the world may have never heard that cry of life. We followed up with the mother and newborn the next day, and there were no complications. The baby was nursing successfully and the mother was resting. 

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