About a year and a half ago (April 2011), I was at my desk while the attorney I work for, Joe, was in a meeting with another attorney. Joe and David Caywood have been close for many years. David came bursting out of the conference room on his cell phone and said I’ve got to go, something has happened to Connie’s son. Connie Luke is David’s paralegal. Our offices are close, so I called one of my friends in his office to get details. I found out Jason had been in a wreck that morning and Connie was just then finding out but she did not know any details. She did know the area. I called Jay just to see if he knew anything and he told me he worked a wreck and had to transport a male to The Med that morning. After several phone calls back and forth, we put two and two together and realized it was Jason. Jason’s ID was in his backpack in the back seat so when Jay transported him, he had no ID. Connie, unfortunately, had to go to the morgue to identify her son. Jason was 16 and on his way to school and the only one in his car.
That same day Connie called me. All she wanted to know from Jay was if Jason suffered. I could tell her with certainty that he did not. I also sent her a text on April 29, which I still have, and sent her one of my favorite verses, Nahum 1:7 “The Lord is good, a refuge in times of trouble. He cares for those who trust in Him.” I had not been so close to a mother that had lost their child so tragically.
I went to the funeral and so many of his friends spoke. It was so very special. He was a big UT fan. Connie and I joke about that now about Trey and Jason. Connie has a place on Facebook called Remembering Jason Peyton that she will post things to him. I would read these all year and think, oh, this is so terrible. She has got to be suffering so much. Things like…Jason you would love what happened today.
Fast forward a year and here I am with Trey. So many people think I do not have anyone to talk to that understands. Connie understands. We talk and communicate. She waits for Jason to walk in the door from school just like I wait for Trey. She hears his voice just like I hear Trey’s. We both fear the day that we will not hear those sounds in our heads anymore. God in his mercy interweaves his people for so many blessings. Instead of Jay being with Jason that day, it could have been someone else. That was Connie’s comfort. And now, I have Connie who feels the same pain I am feeling each day. God provides and is with us every step.
This morning I was reading my devotion in Jesus Calling and it said, “You are feeling wobbly this morning, looking at difficult times ahead, measuring them against your own strength. However, they are not today’s task-or even tomorrow’s. So leave them in the future and come home to the present, where you will find Me waiting for you.” I was turning to the scripture passage in Exodus that was referenced to read. I am using Trey’s bible for my devotion time. As I reached Exodus, I could see yellow highlighter through the pages and I flipped to see what he had highlighted. This is what I read ~
“I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land. I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you.”
Thank you, Lord for never leaving me. Or Trey. And thank you for blessing me with my son. Both sons. Today, I am thankful for the Word of God that reminds me of his promises that gives me comfort so that I may comfort others.