"I'd Still Want To Go"
Yesterday afternoon one of my long time soul mates went on the be with his Maker. After three weeks on life support and five days off, the body gave up. I personally think he left us during the first twenty four hours. But, the human side said "Don't go....stay with me." I know that was not the proper thing to do, but it was the human thing to do. Sometimes the real side of us overrides the rational side.
During these past weeks I have found myself sitting in the dark pondering the meaning of all this. How ever will we manage without his lovely laughter that could fill a room; a voice that sang above the clouds; a strong arm that never knew a stranger but always seemed to know when you needed that big old bear hug. Could make a small child shake with laughter. Gentle and kind with elderly. He would and had driven hundreds of miles to help a friend......even if it was to sit and pray with them.
He was known around here for his trade mark song.."I'd Still Want To Go". No one else here ever tried to sing it simply because it was definitely "HIS"! No matter where he went they always asked for that song and he always obliged with a big hearty belly laugh. He said to me not long ago..."Honey, you need to learn this song in case I go home. Somebody else needs to sing it. Of course, my answer was just as you'd expect..."Ahhhhh you're not going anywhere!". Maybe he knew more than I did.
That song has a scriptural background, but the reason he sang it was.."it's exactly the way I feel"!
"If there were no mansions on the hills of glory, if there were no streets of gold,
No walls of jasper, no crystal river....O Lord, I'd still want to go.
It doesn't matter to me...just as long as His face I see...Jesus died that I might go free.....and it's all my love ones who went before me.." and it goes on, but you get the picture.
In about twenty four hours we will all say our final farewells til we all get there and sing with him. It leaves an ache in our hearts and a definite emptiness in our lives, but joy that he came our way. We all agree there will be a big empty hole here at the Hill...but then again...I think that's the way it's meant to be..
At least here on the Hill we think God meant it to be a hole for a while...til next time......
Blessing from the Hill
Ruth
During these past weeks I have found myself sitting in the dark pondering the meaning of all this. How ever will we manage without his lovely laughter that could fill a room; a voice that sang above the clouds; a strong arm that never knew a stranger but always seemed to know when you needed that big old bear hug. Could make a small child shake with laughter. Gentle and kind with elderly. He would and had driven hundreds of miles to help a friend......even if it was to sit and pray with them.
He was known around here for his trade mark song.."I'd Still Want To Go". No one else here ever tried to sing it simply because it was definitely "HIS"! No matter where he went they always asked for that song and he always obliged with a big hearty belly laugh. He said to me not long ago..."Honey, you need to learn this song in case I go home. Somebody else needs to sing it. Of course, my answer was just as you'd expect..."Ahhhhh you're not going anywhere!". Maybe he knew more than I did.
That song has a scriptural background, but the reason he sang it was.."it's exactly the way I feel"!
"If there were no mansions on the hills of glory, if there were no streets of gold,
No walls of jasper, no crystal river....O Lord, I'd still want to go.
It doesn't matter to me...just as long as His face I see...Jesus died that I might go free.....and it's all my love ones who went before me.." and it goes on, but you get the picture.
In about twenty four hours we will all say our final farewells til we all get there and sing with him. It leaves an ache in our hearts and a definite emptiness in our lives, but joy that he came our way. We all agree there will be a big empty hole here at the Hill...but then again...I think that's the way it's meant to be..
At least here on the Hill we think God meant it to be a hole for a while...til next time......
Blessing from the Hill
Ruth
posted by Ruth at 5:33 PM
3 Comments:
So true. I like to think in this case, He welcomed him in with big arms and a bear hug."Welcome home thy good and faithful servant!"
Blessing,
Ruth
What a glorious tribute! I felt as if I must have known this person. How real this kind of loss can be. Just more proof that Jesus is the real Savior and giver of love and life.
From the Post to the Hill....we send our best wishes.
Sherri Sue at the Post
Greetings Ruth and the Grace of our Lord and Savior bring peace and love to your heart and soul. A living legend keeps going thru the love of those people who remember and pay tribute to them.
ILA
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