I know now that we are in the final hours of Jace's life. I never wanted the Bible character I relate to the most to be Job. You see this entire year has been a nightmare for my family. In January my mom had a minor stroke. We have been to the ER numerous times with my granny. In February my dad went into the hospital with chest pains and left with blood cancer. We watched my dad waste away to nothing and wallow in pain until he had to use a wheelchair because it hurt so bad to walk. In the midst of all that I was diagnosed with Lupus. The only thing we could count on to bring us joy, was a hug and a kiss from Jace. Hearing him laugh. Hearing him say his combo of I love you too and I love you so much - "I love you too much." I don't know what we will do without that. Jace was murdered. How can the person I cherished the most in the universe have been murdered? I cannot believe there is a reason for this, but I can say that God will turn evil into good somehow. Jace's life will not have been in vain. My mom said Jace's ministry was the same length as Jesus' and he touched so many of us and performed many miracles in my life at least.
I hope when I get to heaven he is the first person that runs towards me and jumps into my arms, and we can sing the veggie tales song together while I chase him around our mansion.