The last 100 days in the hospital have changed us in ways I don’t think words will ever fully capture… but I’ll try.

100 days of fighting.

100 days of praying.

100 days of watching Jazmyne walk through something no child should ever have to face, not just once but twice in their lifetime.

What started as one of the scariest moments of our lives became a journey of endurance, faith, and COMPLETE surrender. Days turned into nights under hospital lights. The sounds of machines became our normal. Medications, labs, procedures… it was a rhythm we never asked for, but learned to endure.

There were nights I didn’t sleep… just sat there watching her, praying over her, asking God to carry us through moments that felt too heavy to hold. There were days filled with fear, hard conversations, and uncertainty that tried to shake everything in me.

And yet… we kept going.

Jazmyne showed a strength that left me in awe. Even on her hardest days, she kept fighting. Even when she didn’t feel her best, she kept pushing forward. She became my living reminder of what resilience truly looks like.

And in the middle of it all… God met us there.

In whispered prayers.

In unexplainable peace.

In every small victory—good labs, a smile, a little more energy, one step forward.

We learned to celebrate what we once took for granted. We learned how fragile life is… but also how faithful God is through it all.

These 100 days were heavy.

They were raw.

They stretched us in every possible way.

But they also revealed strength we didn’t know we had… and a faith that refused to break.

And now, 100 days later…

We’re still here.

Still standing.

Still trusting.

Still believing.

“Here’s what I’ve learned through it all: 

Don’t give up; 

don’t be impatient; 

be entwined as one with the Lord. Be brave and courageous, and never lose hope. Yes, keep on waiting—for He will never disappoint you!”

‭‭Psalms‬ ‭27‬:‭14‬ ‭TPT‬‬

~In the Might Name of Jesus