08/30/2026
PRISON AND KNEE UPDATE
The devil tried, God won.
Whenever I go into prison, no matter who it’s with, I try to do two things. Let God have his way to do His thing, and bring the joy of the Lord with some laughter.
This week, with my friend Reggie Hicks from Brother's Keeper Prison Ministry, both of these things happened on a supernatural level.
I want to thank everyone who gave towards this trip. We literally couldn’t have done this without your support. Everyone who prayed, your prayers worked, especially against the devil who has been trying to spoil this trip for a while.
Reggie, you are one gifted and anointed man of God. Because of my knee situation and being on crutches, I truly wouldn’t have been able to go if you didn’t say yes.
Because you said yes to God, the altars were filled at each location this week. Santa Rosa CI, Century CI, Annex, Fountain, and Holman. The men responded to your story, your message, and came to the altar in droves each time. They shed tears as we prayed over them. Chains fell this week because of your yes.
All the men knew about the wreck, but I hadn’t uploaded a podcast episode about me being hurt yet, so everyone was surprised to see me on crutches. But each unit prayed the same specific prophetic prayer over my healing and the surgery. It was powerful. I stand in agreement with their prayer that the surgeon will get in there and see that it isn’t as bad as the MRI showed.
The devil tried hard to stop this trip. He thought the knee would stop me. He thought one of our other guys that had to stay home, was going to stop us. Even one of the units wouldn’t let us in at first because we hadn’t been approved. The warden let us in though.
One of the guards told the men, at one service, that they wouldn’t get chow unless they left early. That caused us to shut down early, but then God showed up and left the rec yard gate open for us so we joined the men on the rec yard. We stayed out there for another forty minutes or so. Reggie played some corn hole with some of the men. We got to talk to some men who didn’t even know we were here because the flyers didn’t get put up at their unit. These were some of the best conversations all week.
On Friday, at the Holman high security unit where death row is housed, we ran into opposition as well. We were informed that they weren’t going to let the death row men come down to service due to contractors working in the wing. That was a bummer. So we threw a spontaneous general population service during that time. Powerful service.
I had to get Reggie to the airport for his afternoon flight, but while we were doing that, the chaplain was making calls. By the time I got back for the evening service at Holman, a special death row service was added after that. Praise the Lord. Most of these men in general population are serving life without parole.
The praise team sang all the hymns in honor of my mom and one gentleman, Danard, wrote the neatest rap song about my Mama, titled, “Look Mama” and had me in tears.
The death row, or Life Row, service was the service that ended the week. 18 men came out to a service that they had no idea who it was or what it would be. They knew the service with us earlier was canceled but they weren’t told it would be rescheduled. They came though. They gave up their TV time to come see what God had in store. And man, God showed up. They watched me hobble around on crutches and couldn’t believe I made the trip. They were grateful I came but also that I stayed and did one more service. So was I.
At the end, those 18 men, who are sentenced to die, gathered around me, laid their hands on me, and spoke life over me, my family, the surgery coming, Reggie, and Forgiven Felons. These men can pray.
Our friend Erick Wilson was there ministering the same week to the Alabama units so God was winning. I got to hang with Johnny, released from Annex in July, all week and give him some Second Chance Reserve. Then I got to meet Adam, also released in the last month, who had watched us all the time on the tablet.
I made special “All My Role Models Went To Prison” shirts for EACH unit. The men loved the shirts, but most of them didn’t read all the way to the bottom, I had to tell them. Then when they read THEIR unit on the shirt, they were so pumped. Some even cried. Most of these men believe they aren’t or can’t be role models because of what they’ve done in their past.
My knee hurts, I’m tired. I’m not looking forward to the recovery after the surgery. I won’t be able to drive anywhere for a couple of months. I won’t be able to mow my yard, run my errands, do Christmas lights. This will be challenging. I need to start a fund for a uber driver account to take me everywhere.
Our word at Social Dallas for the year is Trust. Not just trust, confident trust. And I’ve learned, and I heard Reggie say it this week, that what we profess, will be put to the test. My trust in God has been tested this year. But I confidently trust him to provide for us. The Christmas light income will be hard to replace, but God is able. I just need to find a way to take care of our clients this year.
I have to pick up men from prison on September 15th that are coming to the house. I’ll need help.
The main them of the week was choosing joy. I showed the men how I chose joy after my fall and how I will continue to choose joy throughout the recovery process.
You can choose joy too.
Thank you again for your prayers, financial support, and love.
We have our annual fundraiser coming up this month in September. Would you consider partnering with us for a one time gift or monthly?
Ways to give:
Our website:
forgivenfelons.org/support
North Texas Giving Day website:
https://www.northtexasgivingday.org/organization/ForgivenFelons
Mail:
Forgiven Felons
PO Box 4283
Cedar Hill, TX 75106
Cash App:
$ForgivenFelons (Jay Gumm)