My father’s funeral was held two weeks after his death. Much work went into planning the program, the songs, the choices of poetry (Trees, for one), and the Scriptures that were our father’s favorites. There were also specific burial instructions chosen beforehand by my parents that pushed the timeline along.
All of their grandchildren and one great-grandchild were to be the pallbearers, men and women alike, a forward looking decision on my mother’s part that pleased both the grandsons and the granddaughters.
When the viewing of my father’s body was made available, the first one to the casket was our youngest grandson, age three (above). He ran toward the front of the large room, and then he paused in front of the casket, standing to look at his Grandpa for a moment.
“My Grandpa is asleep,” he announced. He then informed his father before returning to his playing.
Asleep is the word used so often in the New Testament to mean “dead.”
Out of that little mouth came the reminder of the true condition of my father’s body.
He is asleep.
My father’s soul is no longer in that corpse, but is alive with Christ, enjoying his well-deserved rest.
I picture Daddy young and vigorous of spirit, welcomed by Jesus and reunited with his brother Gerald (on the right below), also a believer in Christ Jesus, who was killed in the car accident that also harmed my father when they were teenagers.
Though Gerald died long before our father, he was a member of our family, impacting our father every day for the rest of his life. Daddy couldn’t get past Gerald’s death. But now, Daddy has joined him.
I envision these two, now in strong spiritual bodies, laughing for joy and racing one another, together again with Jesus. “I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now… Come further up, come further in!” (The Last Battle, C.S. Lewis, Chronicles of Narnia).

The crash that cost Gerald his life and badly injured my father shaped the rest of my father’s days and all the days of our family life. Gerald was an invisible member of our family, behind all the times of my father’s sadness, anger, self-blaming, and depression. That crash was a devastating blow to a young boy who adored his older brother.
Plus, the head injuries and broken ribs sustained in that accident, when coupled with other injuries acquired by my father, who was the center on his HS football team, recruited to play football as a center at Northwestern University. All of these head injuries may have shaped the final years of his life, especially after being nuked in the Pacific while watching from his ship as an atom bomb exploded above them.
These were horrific tragedies, but God used them for good. Both of those boys became believers.
2 By this gospel you are saved, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you. Otherwise, you have believed in vain. 3 For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, 4 that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, 5 and that he appeared to Cephas,[that is, Peter] and then to the Twelve. 6 After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers and sisters at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep. 7 Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles, 8 and last of all he appeared to me also, as to one abnormally born” (1 Corinthians 15:2-8 NIV).
The number of people who saw Jesus alive after his crucifixion is astonishing. The Lord made sure that there were plenty of eyewitnesses, an abundance, so that we could have confidence in Him.
This evidence that Christ did indeed rise from the dead on the third day is essential. For if Christ has risen, those who are in Christ — believers who have entrusted themselves to Him and have turned toward Him in repentance and faith — will also rise. We will not remain “asleep.”
This is a mystery and a victory. My father and Gerald will rise on the last day, when the trumpet sounds! And then they will receive new bodies, changed, imperishable, immortal.
And then death will be swallowed up in victory.
51 Behold! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, 52 in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised imperishable, and we shall be changed. 53 For this perishable body must put on the imperishable, and this mortal body must put on immortality. 54 When the perishable puts on the imperishable, and the mortal puts on immortality, then shall come to pass the saying that is written:
“Death is swallowed up in victory.”
55 “O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?”
56 The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. 57 But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ” (1 Corinthians 15:51-58 ESV).
Behold! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet…the dead will be raised imperishable, we shall be changed. (1 Corinth.15:51-52). Click To TweetThe presence of the Holy Spirit in our lives through faith in Jesus Christ is our guarantee to enter heaven. “For we know that if the tent that is our earthly home is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. 2 For in this tent we groan, longing to put on our heavenly dwelling, 3 if indeed by putting it on we may not be found naked. 4 For while we are still in this tent, we groan, being burdened—not that we would be unclothed, but that we would be further clothed, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. 5 He who has prepared us for this very thing is God, WHO HAS GIVEN US THE SPIRIT AS A GUARANTEE” (2 Corinthians 5:1-5 ESV).
My father used every ounce of strength remaining in his body to breathe deeply, to sift through what was past and what was before him as he was dying. Silent and courageous, he kept his inner groaning to himself as he battled his way through the final agony of terminal agitation.
And then, his spirit left his body. Now he is at home with the Lord.
“So we are always of good courage. We know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord, 7 for we walk by faith, not by sight. 8 Yes, we are of good courage, and we would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord. 9 So whether we are at home or away, we make it our aim to please him. 10 For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ, so that each one may receive what is due for what he has done in the body, whether good or evil“ (2 Corinthians 5:6-10 ESV).
An honest man, a quiet and humble man, a man who grew throughout the entire sixty-two years that I knew him on this earth. I am a witness to his growth. He grew increasingly gentle. He helped so many people. He loved Jesus. He loved going to church. He cherished his family. He is now with Christ and with Gerald, awaiting the Lord’s second coming and the new creation of heaven and of earth.
When does this happen? Only God knows the time.
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Oh, Melinda, my heart aches for you in your loss. Truly, just as Paul wrote, “if Christ has not been raised, then our preaching is in vain and your faith is in vain,” we have the seal of the Holy Spirit and the guarantee of resurrection because Jesus was the “first-fruit.”
Until that day, we, too, await the land we have been looking for all our life, as C.S. Lewis so aptly phrased it.
May you continue to experience God’s supernatural comfort!
Thank you, Ava. I’m comforted by the Word, as written here, but I’m also comforted by the moments when I’ve shed tears over the loss of him. Typically those moments come, my tears well up, and I reflect on how blessed I was by my father’s growth and his transformation from so much suffering over Gerald to now being with Gerald in heaven. Grief strikes at odd times. I am not ashamed to cry over my Dad in public.
Your dad sounds like such a tremendously special person. He had such an impact on your life and so many others. Praise God for his witness! And I am happy he is now with Jesus (and his brother Gerald) for eternity. One day, you will be reunited. Bless you, Melinda.
Thank you, Jessica! The older my father became, the more and more dear Jesus became to him. He processed how so many times the Lord had blessed him and protected him from so many life events when he could have easily died or been badly injured. It was so encouraging to see how the Lord worked so patiently in my Dad’s life. It gave me hope for my own life, as I continue to work through my own issues.
What a wonderful sounding man. He fulfilled His calling. May God continue to help you close during this time until you meet your father again.
Thank you, Yvonne. Losing my father has been incredibly difficult. Often I can only sit before the Lord in silence, knowing that He can sift through my sadness. I’ve also had recurring physical sickness since he died.
What encouragement you provide in this story! God indeed does use all for our good.
Yes, He does, Nancy! God orchestrated so much goodness during such a hard and difficult circumstance.
My tears flow every time I read about your Dad. I miss my Daddy, too. We don’t want to go through tough times and sorrow, yet, God can use those times to help others. Your words help me as I prepare to grieve again on April 12th. That was the day my Daddy went to Heaven in 1998, which happened to be Easter Sunday.
Losing my father is one of the most difficult life challenges I’ve ever faced. Mourning his loss, for me, isn’t at all what I expected it to be. It can’t be handled in a week or two and then life goes back to normal. No, it’s an ever present awareness that he is gone, and I won’t see him until I join him in Glory. I will sit down with him and have one of our long conversations that I miss so badly. For now, writing about him has been my way to mourn his loss. I’m so sorry you’ve experienced this pain, Melissa. A Dad is so important in our lives. They leave a large hold when they’re gone.
Beautiful post, Melinda. Filled with truth and hope. I’m so sorry for your loss. But I’m so glad death isn’t final. One day we will rise and meet them once again. That will be a glorious time. Praying for you! ❤
Thanks, Gail! I am SO looking forward to that Day when Jesus comes! You’re so right. What a glorious time we will all have with Jesus and our dearly departed loved ones.
Oh, sweet Melinda. How precious your grandson thought your father was asleep. And spiritually and biblically, as you note, is the complete truth. So sorry for your loss, but glad you father and his brother are together again and with Jesus! O happy day!
I can’t wait to meet my Uncle Gerald, who only lived to age 14, but who my father described as “crazy wild about Jesus.” That big brother so impacted my father’s life that he thought of Gerald every single day. He had promised Gerald that he never forget him. Every Sunday afternoon was difficult for my Dad, because that was the day and time that Gerald had died in that horrific accident. My Dad began attending church because of Gerald. Thanks be to God that all of those tears are wiped away for them both, and that they are together with the Lord.
This is a beautiful tribute to your father and uncle, Melinda. And out of the mouth of a 3-year-old came a truth that is uplifting and a moment to cherish. It must’ve made your father smile to hear it. And the grands as pallbearers. What a sweetness that must’ve been for your mother and family. God bless you all, Melinda.