Glimpses of Heaven
By Trudy Harris

"Like He Wanted to Go to Heaven"

A woman wrote to me recently about the death of her 85-year-old husband. He had been ill for some time with many medical concerns.

The night before he died, she and a friend were sitting by his bedside, playing soft music and quietly talking. “Suddenly we saw him lifting his arms up as if praising God or greeting a relative or friend,” she said. “Then he put his arms down for a while.

“Shortly after this he raised his arms again and clapped very quietly. Both times, he was very much awake and looking up. He did not speak a word, but I could tell he was seeing something indescribable and beautiful,” she said. He passed away gently the next morning.

“Is this common with people facing death?” she asked. “It was like he wanted to go to heaven. He was a devout believer and I think he may have been seeing angels who were there to take him home.”

I will share what I told her: that this is a very common phenomenon seen more often than not by those who are tending the dying.

The time between earthly life and eternal life is impossible to understand, but I firmly believe God allows His children to experience the beauty of heavenly things before they arrive there. You hear this over and over again in end-of-life and hospice circles. It is impossible to either ignore or deny its validity.

Trudy Harris, RN, is the author of the popular Glimpses of Heaven and More Glimpses of Heaven. Although now retired, she was a hospice nurse and president of Jacksonville's Hospice Foundation for Caring where she raised more than $45 million in capital contributions. You can find her on Facebook!

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Thank you for the beautiful story. I lost my husband of 53 years last December. He had various medical problems and I was taking care of him at home. It was a 24/7 job which I didn't mind a bit. His last evening, I told him I was going downstairs to the basement and I would be back shortly to give him his meds. I closed the door and went down. I came back up shortly and tried to open the door. Unfortunately,it had been locked when I closed it. I told him I couldn't get back in. Although he was very weak, he told me he would try and get to the door. While doing so, he fell and was crawling on his hands and knees to help me. When he reached the door he couldn't reach the lock. He told me "Something is going on, Eileen." Those are the last words I heard. He died of a Heart Attack. I tried everything to get into the room and finally squeezed through with the help of some fireplace equipment. I do not know how I did it and the most mysterious is that the door lock wasn't broken. He had been so at peace the entire day and I considered it to be the best day he'd had in a long time. He even was able to laugh, something he hadn't done in a very long time. Although I miss him dreadfully, I know there is definitely a Heaven and he is now at home with Jesus.

We will miss you Andy but now you are acting with the Holy Spirit - how awesome1

Yes I experienced this when I was at the bedside of my dying father. His arms would be raised as if someone is inviting him and both his arms would be like that of child wanting to be carried by his parents or some love one. Even I put his hands down gently, it would go up again, and this is a mystery, I have not seen his arms going up, but when turned to look at him, there his arms were up, waiting to be carried!!!!

Trudy, I love this story. Not only is the life we live filled with blessings... so it the new life we are about to rediscover. Thanks for sharing.

That is a truly special story. I am thankful that you shared it. Thank you!