My uncle, Boggs E. Huff, went home yesterday! Hopefully, he's hanging out with his sister, my mom, and their parents. I'm not really sure if that's how it works. You know, you breathe your last breath and then you're in the presence of God and with all that have gone before you, but if it does work that way...uncle Boggs is walking with Jesus and hanging out with his fam!Uncle Boggs was one of the most caring men I've ever known. I was scared to death of him when I was young cause he seemed so somber...but in the past 20 years or more, I watched this man visit and minister to so many people. He always had time to visit those in the hospital and nursing homes. He was a faithful man who loved his wife, kids, grandchildren, and every one he met. He was a good soul.
Boggs had a bad heart. He had a pacemaker and for the past few years, was in and out of the hospital. He was in a week or so ago and they had re-set or whatever they do, the pacemaker. Saturday he laid down on the couch to watch his beloved football team, Vanderbilt. (They have had season tickets for years and were at every home game) My aunt Mayme was doing chores and as she came in and out of the room to check on the score and saw that Vandy was about to make a touchdown, she decided to wake uncle Boggs up. She found that he was not able to wake up and I assume he had already gone home. She called the paramedics and they couldn't do anything for him. All I can say is, what a way to go! How gracious was God to take him when he was relaxed and enjoying his last day with his wife, and watching their favorite football team on TV.
Love you Uncle Boggs! Thank you for being a testimony of God's love and grace. Thank you for being an example of Christ. I'll miss you and I hope to see you soon.
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A "good soul" with a "bad heart"--that's sad for him, but it makes for interesting reading.
You're right: that would be the way to go home. My uncle JC went like that too.
My dad took the sudden overnight journey. Now that I think about it, he left sort of like he did when I was young and he was in the military. A time or two, some soldier showed up at the door in the middle of the night, and Dad had to go. Then again, we often didn't know where he'd gone in those times, but his whereabouts aren't in question on his 11/7/1996 journey.
Thanks for sharing your loss with us Mark.... I often wonder how it works after that last breath... time will tell for all of us. My sister and I and ex-wife were in the room when my mother died. My sister and I were asleep in chairs when she passed and we were both awakened by somehthing that seemed to move in the room - I figured it was the passing of her sprit as she left her body on her new journey. I was not present when my father died, he died alone in a lonely hospital bed.... a fact that still haunts me... They died in November of 1980 and May of 1981.. Humm, it seems like yesterday. Peace to you brother, john
it haunts me also John..Just doesn't seem to go away.
Sorry about your loss Mark.
John & Ruth: Scripturally, I could go into who goes when and where and so on for a few pages...but I wont!:) Just remember what Jesus said, "God is the God of Abraham, Isaac, & Jacob" and he was telling the religious leaders about the resurrected living! There are those who will "sleep" until the final white throne judgement...but from what I see in Scripture...ALL will be saved in that final day when Jesus hands ALL of creation back to the Father.
Mark...my question to you is this, when someone passes on, does not the spirit see that nobody is there with him/her? I was there when mom passed on, and did feel her spirit leave and thought it helped her. I just can't forgive myself for not doing the same thing for dad.
Ruth, though I was with my dad for the last 8 months of his life, I was not there at the very end. I know how you feel. I am sad to not have been there with him...but, I also believe that when God takes them, the last thing they are thinking or looking for, is who is there weeping or caring for them? I believe that their joy is overwhelmed by the presence of God and they know how much those they left behind love them.
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