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I’m Bill or Bill/Dave as some in the church know me. I
am actually William David Jacobsen II. Diana and Ken White are
my mom and step-dad. I want you to know that I am a miracle.
I like to say that I am a dead man walking. On December 24,
2001, I took a ride on a friend’s motorcycle and only
going 5 houses I didn’t think I needed a helmet. I was
going only about 20 miles an hour. I hit an uneven man hole
cover and the lip of the tire caught and flipped the bike. I
remember thinking my friend was going to kill me as I was crashing.
I remember nothing after that for 6 to 7 months . I had been
knocked unconscious and remained in a coma for 1 month. I was
in the U. of M. Hospital in Ann Arbor for 3 months. The doctors
had told my wife and parents that I probably would not live.
My pupils were fixed and dilated. I had a massive blood clot
on the right brain, a small one on the left and several bleeds.
The nerves in my brain were torn. I had 2 skull fractures and
several facial bone fractures. It is my understanding that my
parents remained faithfully at my side as well as other family
members and friends. I was also told that the church prayed.
Thank you. My mom told me that her favorite verse was one that
said You shall live and not die and declare the mighty works
of our Lord. She spoke that to my comatose body and sang to
me. My step dad stayed with me every night and she was there
all day. While I was in a coma I was in heaven and spoke with
Jesus. I will never forget falling to my knees and crying out
for forgiveness. I love to remember how Jesus reached out His
arms to me and told me that I am forgiven. He told me that I
have been given a job to do on the Earth and I had not done
it and am I willing now. I said “Yes Sir” I didn’t
want to go back because there was such love there. I remember
the beauty that I can’t even describe. The Lord sent me
back and I am ready and willing to do what He asks. The road
to recovery has not been easy. When I first came home from the
hospital I no longer knew my parents and that was a very painful
time for my mom. My dad helped the best he could but it was
a time to find complete dependency on the Lord my mom says.
She was grateful to have me home especially since the doctors
said only about 1% of anyone who has that kind of an injury
ever lives. They said I would be a vegetable if I did live.
I tease and say I don’t smell like corn. The truth is
I know how blessed I am to be alive and I know God has plans
for my life. My IQ as the world puts it was borderline retardation
at first and has slowly but surely moved up to average. I live
every day thankful for a God so full of love and forgiveness
that he gave my life back to me and continues to restore me.
I know in time His not mine that I will be restored. I used
to live for me with Him somewhere on the back burner but now
He is the reason for everything I say and do. I quit drinking,
smoking, and don’t cuss since I have received this second
chance. I used to be on fire for the Lord as a younger man than
I am now and then really backslid. My mom never gave up believing
I would come back. I played and sang in rock bands and she would
always say” Billy, God gave you that talent for His glory
and it isn’t intended for the world. I didn’t listen
completely and unfortunately it took nearly losing my life to
find it and I wouldn’t trade this life I now have for
anything. Thanks again for all your prayers.
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