It is hard to believe that Jayden has been home with us for only eight months. I feel like he has been my baby boy forever. I was remembering back to over a year ago when I first saw his little face featured on our local new station's Wednesday's Child feature. My heart both broke and leaped for joy as I watched the story while sitting on my living room couch. I knew the moment his beautiful face came on that screen that he was my baby, I had no question about it. But how? The timing wasn't right, we had just brought home Angela. I tucked this little boy away deep in my heart until in a miraculous turn of events we were able to bring him home just about one year later.
God timing is perfect. Seriously, mind blowing perfect.
So it's been eight months since we brought him home and I hardly remember that little boy we first met. Remember that post when I said that Jayden was just on the edge of something big? I totally believe we are finally crossing over that edge that has kept him so bound and enjoying the freedom the other side has to offer. Just look at these photos. They are just a glimpse into the amazing healing we are so excited to witness first hand. Look at his face, look at his smile -- Jayden has begun to interact with us in ways that blow us away.
Jayden and I sat on the couch the other day and had a five minute time of play. Going back and forth with a game of Mommie pokes Jayden -- Jayden pokes mommie back and laughs. This is obviously a skill that babies learn at a very young age, but Jayden is different. Although I believe inside, his mind he has always understood the world around him, he has never, until recently been able to fully come out of his damaged brain and really play.
Jayden has been scooting over to Angela and initiating little conversations of grunts and touches. Again -- totally freaking amazing. I remember the day when we had to put Angela high up off the ground to protect her from Jayden and his lack of safety awareness when it comes to other people and himself.
I remember the day when we would hold Jayden and he would grab our hair and shake it around without any concept of its inappropriateness. Now Jayden calmly lays in our arms, gives the biggest hugs in town and even leans in and gives us big sloppy wet kisses.
In our get rich quick society we want and expect everything fast. Dare I say this often seeps over into the church. We expect everything from God right away in a big boom -- poof you are healed kinda way. Don't get me wrong, God can totally do that when he chooses. But sometimes the process is slow -- but it doesn't make it any less amazing. Don't discredit the healing just because it isn't happening at the speed our American human minds craves.
I'm in love with this child. I am humbled and honored to watch his miracle happen. Slowly and with perfect precision and timing.
God's timing is perfect. Seriously, mind blowing perfect.