Walking Him Home

Then He said to her, "Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace." (Luke 8:48)


The phone rang early in the morning the other day and on the other end was a desperate cry, “Will you come and check our daddy?” I had been working closely with this family. They were a very private family and did not allow too many people into their home. So instead of calling the on call nurse I said, “Sure, I will be right there.”

As always, I started praying on my way to their home for the family and the patient. I prayed for God’s strength in what we were about to face as only God knew.


When I arrived, my patient was struggling with each breath he took. I checked his vital signs. I could not find a pulse or a blood pressure but he was still alive. So I told the youngest daughter what was going on and asked her if she had told her daddy it was ok to “go Home – to Heaven?” She said she had. So I asked her if her older sister who was currently resting had given her dad permission to go. The youngest daughter said, “No, she hasn’t” and gave a look as if she might not be able to.


I walked into the room where the oldest daughter was napping and sat down next to her waking her up. I told her what was going on with her dad and that what I was about to ask her would be one of the hardest things she would ever have to do. I told her that her dad was hanging on for her and he needed her permission “to go.”


Through the tears of compassionate love and understanding, she finally agreed to tell him he could go. I told her that I would be there with her and her sister but that God would be her strength.


She started out slow at first as her voice was very shaky. But soon she had such confidence as evident that God stood by their side for the words flowed from their mouths, “Dad, its ok for you to go where you can breathe again, go to the Light as we will be ok. They have beautiful grass that you can cut once again, go dad and cut the grass. We will be o.k. We will see you again. We love you.”


And as these words were said, their daddy slowly and peacefully took his last breaths. He quit struggling with his breathing. The transition into eternity was one of incredible peace. They held their daddy’s hand and talked to him. He gently walked into the gates of Heaven.


I said to his daughters, “You have just walked your daddy into the arms of Jesus.”


They turned to me and said, “We did, didn’t we?”


They wanted their daddy healed…….


He is now completely and totally healed…



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