This is a testimony of my aunty who passed away a few years ago.
As she laid on her bed in hospital, surround by her brothers and sisters, she sat up and told her siblings she was going. One of her brothers spoke, asking her not to leave, knowing her meaning. Sadly she laid down again. The conversations around her continued, she suddenly sat up again and informed them she was going. Her brother asked why did she want to leave, pointing up, she replied “He’s waiting for me” No one spoke a word (all Christians). Her brother softly asked if she wanted to go, she replied “yes, I’m tired, I want to go home” Her brother replied “go, wait for us”. My aunty became very happy, saying “goodbye, goodbye” with her voice fading slowing falling back in bed. By the time her head touched the pillow, she was gone. My aunty was diabetic; she was 65yrs, raised 12 children.
Psalms 116:15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.
Matthew 24:13 But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved.
As she laid on her bed in hospital, surround by her brothers and sisters, she sat up and told her siblings she was going. One of her brothers spoke, asking her not to leave, knowing her meaning. Sadly she laid down again. The conversations around her continued, she suddenly sat up again and informed them she was going. Her brother asked why did she want to leave, pointing up, she replied “He’s waiting for me” No one spoke a word (all Christians). Her brother softly asked if she wanted to go, she replied “yes, I’m tired, I want to go home” Her brother replied “go, wait for us”. My aunty became very happy, saying “goodbye, goodbye” with her voice fading slowing falling back in bed. By the time her head touched the pillow, she was gone. My aunty was diabetic; she was 65yrs, raised 12 children.
Psalms 116:15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.
Matthew 24:13 But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved.
