Jahmya’s Miracle in Motion – A 40-Day Journey

I’ve been telling everyone it was 39 days with Jahmya, because I started counting from April 18th, 2025 — the day everything changed. But this morning, I realized something so profound it could have only come from above: it was actually 40 days. She entered the hospital the night before the 18th and transitioned on the morning of May 27th.

That number dropped into my spirit so clearly: 40.

In Scripture, “40 days and 40 nights” isn’t random. It’s divine. It’s a symbol of testing, transformation, and preparation. Noah weathered the flood for 40 days. Moses met God on the mountain for 40 days. Jesus fasted in the wilderness for 40 days. It’s the number that marks the storm before the shift, the pain before the promise.

This morning, I woke up feeling incredibly sick! Queasy, dizzy, weak. Robert had to help me in the bathroom. But after I showered and laid back in bed, I opened my Bible app. The verse that greeted me was the very one a friend had just shared:

Revelation 21:4 —

“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death, or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”

At that moment, I knew. I knew God was speaking. Not just to comfort me, but to confirm something deep within: Jahmya’s journey didn’t end in death. Her miracle is still in motion and now in HEAVEN🙌🏾. Her 40-day admission was sacred, covered, purposeful.

And even though I’ve always believed, this moment, THIS CONFIRMATION

brightened my faith like never before. It’s like God took everything I knew in my mind and ignited it in my heart. God is real, and He is here. He’s close to the brokenhearted, and He’s gently, lovingly reminding me:

“All will be well.”

So I will keep walking. I will keep trusting.

Because her light is still shining, and my faith is stronger than ever.