The road from Ralph, Alabama, to New York City and then Houston, Texas, is more than a map of miles.
For 14-year-old Will Roberts, it’s a road of courage — a journey of faith, pain, and relentless hope.
Will is just a boy, but he’s also something more — a fighter, a believer, and an example of grace in the face of unimaginable trials.
Months ago, life changed for the Roberts family. It began with leg pain — the kind every growing kid might complain about after a long day outdoors. But soon, the pain became too much to ignore. The tests came next. Then the words no parent should ever have to hear:
bone cancer.
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Doctors at first tried to save his leg. But the cancer was aggressive, and the only chance of stopping it was a rare, complicated surgery. They amputated Will’s left leg and then performed what’s known as a
rotationplasty — removing the diseased portion of his leg, then reattaching his ankle and foot backward to his knee so it could function with a prosthetic.
It’s a procedure so extraordinary that most people can’t imagine it. But Will faced it like he’s faced everything — with quiet faith and a courage that humbles everyone around him.
After the surgery, recovery was long and painful. His body had been through trauma most adults couldn’t endure. There were tears, setbacks, sleepless nights. But every day, Will got a little stronger. He learned to balance again. He learned to laugh again. And soon, he began to dream again — of running, hunting, and just being a normal 14-year-old boy.
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This week, though, Will’s journey takes another difficult turn.
On Tuesday, he and his parents, Jason and Brittney, will be in New York City, where Will will finally be fitted for his new prosthetic leg — a symbol of progress, resilience, and faith in what’s possible.
But less than twenty-four hours later, their path leads them to Houston, Texas, where doctors will prepare for another major surgery — one that will test their strength all over again. The cancer, despite every effort, has returned. It has spread to Will’s
bladder and pelvis.
It’s a cruel twist for a boy who has already faced more than most do in a lifetime.
Still, he isn’t giving up.
And neither are his parents.
The goal now is clear: remove the cancer, and send it on its way — for good.
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In the midst of the fear, there have been moments of grace. Just this past weekend, Will had a chance to go hunting in Mississippi — a dream he’s held onto through every surgery and hospital stay. Out in the woods, he wasn’t a cancer patient. He was just a boy again — laughing, alive, free.
And on that day, he met one of his heroes — NFL legend Brett Favre, who spent the day alongside him. Brett listened, laughed, and made Will feel like the world hadn’t forgotten him. “He treated Will like an old friend,” Brittney said softly. “He made him feel strong again.”
Moments like that matter.
Because when your days are filled with medical terms, test results, and fear, even one day of normalcy can give you the strength to keep fighting.
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This week, as Will travels from hospital to hospital, his family carries more than luggage — they carry the weight of worry, the exhaustion of uncertainty, and the faith of a thousand prayers.
Their community in Alabama stands behind them. Churches have added Will’s name to prayer lists. Neighbors have organized fundraisers. Strangers have sent cards and letters, telling Will he’s not alone.
And through it all, Will keeps smiling. He keeps praying. He keeps saying the words that have carried him through every storm:
“God’s got this.”
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It’s hard not to cry when you see how much faith this young boy has. He’s lost his leg, faced the return of cancer, endured pain that most adults would crumble under — and yet he still finds ways to give thanks.
His mother once said, “Will praises God in the hospital just as loud as he does at church.”
That’s who he is.
He’s the boy who prays for other patients before his own surgery.
The boy who laughs with nurses when the medicine hurts.
The boy who believes that even when the darkness grows heavy, light always finds a way through.
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So as Will prepares for another week of tests, travel, and surgery, let us all take a moment to send him our strength. Let us whisper his name in our prayers, and ask for peace and healing — not just for Will, but for
Jason and Brittney, who carry the kind of courage only parents of sick children truly know.
Because no family should have to face this alone.
And they aren’t.
All across the country, people are praying for a miracle — and if anyone deserves one, it’s this young man from Alabama whose faith has never wavered.
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When this week ends, and the surgeries are behind him, there will be more healing ahead, more challenges, and hopefully more victories. But no matter what happens, one truth remains unshaken — Will Roberts is a child of God, brave and beloved, walking a path lit by prayer.
May this week bring answers.
May it bring peace.
And may every step — whether on his own two feet or with his new prosthetic — carry him closer to the life he’s still fighting for.
Because Will isn’t just looking to survive.
He’s looking to live. 🌟
A Baby Gone Too Soon, But Forever Loved: Remembering Jensin’s Short and Beautiful Life.
Remembering Jensin Mikaylis Vickers on what should have been his very first birthday.
December 21st, 2023 marked the day he came into this world.
From the moment he opened his eyes, he carried a light that warmed every heart around him.
Jensin was a baby who loved life.
He loved anything that sparkled or glowed, watching lights dance across the room with wonder in his eyes.
Even the simplest glow could capture his attention and make him smile as if the whole world belonged to him.
He adored his big brother.
Watching them together was a picture of innocence and joy.
His brother’s laughter became his laughter, and their bond was unbreakable, even in such a short span of time.
To his family, Jensin was the happiest baby they could have ever dreamed of.
He had a gift for laughter — the kind of laugh that spread across the room like sunshine breaking through clouds.
Whenever he giggled, everyone else would follow, caught up in the joy of his presence.
He was the biggest mama’s boy.
Nestled in his mother’s arms, he found comfort, safety, and love that could not be measured.
He always wanted her near, and the way he looked at her was filled with trust and adoration.
And he loved to “talk” about Daddy.
Though only eight months old, he found joy in his father’s voice, in the games they played, and in every moment of connection.
His family remembers how his eyes lit up whenever Daddy entered the room, as though it was the best part of his day.
Everywhere Jensin went, he left an impression.
Friends, relatives, and even strangers who met him could feel the joy he carried within.
Though his life was short, it was full of love, laughter, and playfulness that touched every heart.
But life was not without struggle.
Behind that smile was a silent battle.
Jensin was diagnosed with ATRT — Atypical Teratoid Rhabdoid Tumor — a rare and aggressive cancer.
It was a battle far too big for such a tiny body, but Jensin faced it with the same radiant spirit that defined him.
Even as his parents prayed and hoped, even as doctors tried their best, his journey on earth was destined to be brief.
On September 7th, 2024, at only eight months old, Jensin’s fight came to an end.
The grief was unbearable.
No parent is ever prepared to say goodbye to their baby.
Yet in the silence of loss, the family holds onto the beauty of his life.
He will always be remembered as a sweet boy who loved light, who loved laughter, who loved with his whole being.
Though time was cruelly short, Jensin gave his family a lifetime of memories in just eight months.
His parents whisper that he will forever be their son, forever their light, forever their angel.
His laughter echoes in their hearts.
His spirit remains in the warmth of the sun, in the sparkle of the stars, and in every flicker of light that shines in the night.
Fly so high, sweet boy.
Rest in peace, Jensin Mikaylis Vickers.
Forever 8 months.
And though he is gone, love remains.
Love carries him higher than wings could ever go, to a place where pain no longer exists, and joy is eternal.
Today, on what should have been his first birthday, we celebrate him.
We honor the love he brought, the smiles he gave, and the lessons his short life has left behind.
For Jensin reminds us that it is not the number of days that defines a life, but the amount of love poured into them.
And his life was overflowing with love.
