Four years ago today, I sat by my husband Jack’s bed, holding his hand, as he peacefully went to be with the Lord. Although he was in a hospital bed, that bed was in the bedroom of the home he had designed and built nearly fifty years earlier. He left the place he loved to be in a place infinitely better and more glorious than we can imagine.
A couple of weeks earlier, our priest, Father Chip Harper, had visited Jack in the hospital. He said, “Jack, you’re getting ready to make a trip. Do you have your bags packed?”
Jack answered, “Yes, I’ve been talking to God, and I’m ready.”
I’m so happy for him that he is with Jesus. He is free of pain, his memory is intact, and his personality is restored.
Yes, I’m happy for him—but I miss him so much.
ALMIGHTY God, we remember this day before thee thy faithful servant Jack, and we pray thee that, having opened to him the gates of larger life, thou wilt receive him more and more into thy joyful service; that he may win, with thee and thy servants everywhere, the eternal victory; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ~ 1928 Book of Common Prayer
For more about Jack, visit his memorial page.