Above Jayd's bed: Don't trust your eyes. Don't trust your ears. Trust in The Lord your God.
As I said on the last page, Jayd was out most of the time during his last few days. During his time asleep he must have been with Jesus. He would stir occasionally and say some pretty strange things.
You may think that was just a result of the pain meds...but that's the thing, (miracle time) he wasn't ON ANY pain meds. They sent him home with Hospice and equipped us with all kinds of pain meds and morphine and everything else you can imagine because typically this type of cancer causes the patient excruciating pain. Jayd NEVER was. He didn't take one pain med his entire last few days on earth (prayer answered).
So, what did he say when he would stir to half-consciousness?
One time Missy and I were talking to Jacee and, out of the blue, Jayd said, as though speaking to Jacee, "We're almost there, babe." She responded, "Almost where, babe?" Without ever opening his eyes he said, "The river." We wondered if he was seeing Jordan.
A few times, again without ever opening his eyes, he mentioned seeing purple. Could he have been seeing robes of royalty?
Finally, on the day he went home, he began to breathe heavily. We were all in the room and Jayd had not been awake for several days. Out of nowhere he began to speak. He said under short breaths over and over, "It's gonna be ok. It's gonna be ok."
​We thought he had been with The Lord and was telling us everything is going to be ok. In our minds we thought he was about to be healed.
Suddenly he sat up in bed, his eyes wide. He was not staring off into the distance, nor did he have a 'glazed-over' look. He was focused on... something.
Cecilia was at the foot of the bed and asked, "What do you see, Jayd? Do you see an angel?" After days of being unconscious to semi-conscious, Jayd spoke plainly. He said, "I do see an angel. I do see an angel."
Then he laid back on the bed, his breathing slowed, and then stopped.
Obviously Jayd was not physically healed but the things we experienced, the quality times we had with him that last two and a half years, the things we learned, all prepared us for what we would do next, which is what this blog is about.
I don't know how many people were encouraged by Jayd and Jacee's story. I do know many people followed them on social media and would comment on what an encouragement they were.
I also know there was some amazing relational healing that took place between some folks right at the graveside.
​I know Jayd definitely had a lasting impact on many of his college friends. I found out later on some of his high school friends, as well.
There is so much I have left out; miracles of provision, miracles of laughter, and miracles of good days we were able to spend together.
It goes without saying we miss Jayd (that is an understatement) but we have joy unspeakable in the knowledge that we will see him again.
​Until then, let's live Acts Continued....