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Thank you for pinging me to this thread. I believe God is using you and others here on FR to bring me closer to Him.

I have been with three individuals within hours of their passing. Each one expressed an irrepressible urge to "go home."

The first man was a patient at a hospital where I was having an x-ray. I left my clothes in a changing room as I attired myself in the wonderful backless gown of hospitals. After the x-ray when I returned to the changing room, my shoes were missing. A call went throughout the hospital to find my shoes (a very small rural hospital, mind you). After a quick search my shoes were found on the feet of an elderly man who just had to "go home." His desire to "go home" was so intense that he almost had to be restrained. He died just a few short hours afterward.

The next person was my grandfather. Ninety years old and in good health until one day his kidneys shut down. He was hospitalized (in the same rural hospital), and hooked-up to an I.V. While he was still coherent his 12 children and 56 grandchildren gathered around him. "Please just let me go home," he said. He pleaded with us to not allow any kind of life saving procedures. We all agreed and it was understood that he needed 24 hr personal care until he passed. I drew the #2 spot for his caretaking. I sat with him for two days and he spoke of knowing with certainty that there was heaven and that it was glorious. At the end of my caregiving stint, he quietly passed with a glowing smile on his face...his last words, "I'm going home."

The last person was my father. He was diagnosed with prostate cancer at age 59. After he was treated and lived an additional 7 years, the doctors deemed him "cured." At 7 1/2 years, the cancer came back with a vengeance. He went deer hunting the last week of October, shot a deer, then checked in to the Veterans Hospital in Salt Lake City. I had moved into my brand-new, first home two days before they released him with no hope. "Take him home, and make him comfortable until he dies," we were told. The first night of his release from the hospital, I took him home to my just-built home. He kept saying over, and over again that he'd been there before...he had this unnerving sense of familiarity...but he wanted to "go home." We weren't sure he could make the 250 mile trip, but he was so insistent, that we made the almost impossible trip to take him home to die. When we got to his home (in rural Utah) he lived for about 5 days before going into a coma. The whole 5 days he kept saying he wanted to "go home." We thought that was strange, he was home. We thought his mind must be going! Just before he reached his comatose state, he told me, "I'm going home now." Two days later, he passed.

At the time of each of these occurrences (viewed separately) the significance wasn't overwhelming. But when my father left us, while he was in his own home, and still expressing the desire to "go home," I finally took notice. I know where I'll be going ofter this life...I'll be going home.

Thanks so much for the testimony colorcountry and for everyone that has shared with us;

Last night on "It's A Miracle" on the Pax channel they had a story on about how a Dad & his daughter had a really close relationship & he was dying, before he died they agreed he would flash the lights to let her know he was on the other side. (Sorry the phone rang & I missed a lot of what happened...so maybe someone else saw it & can fill in the missing details).

After he passed the daughter shared this story with the other relatives that was there. So later the aunt (I think) saw the living room light flicker...but the daughter missed it.

Next they went to a store & the lights flickered...the daughter missed it again.

Anyway the next I saw (still on the phone here)was her walking down the hallway when the light came on & she had a electrician come out to check the switch...and him saying it was impossible that the light came on because it wasn't wired up to the electric yet. Which proved to her that her Dad was behind the light being on.

Which leads me to share what happened when my Father-In-Law "went home".

He too had been in the hospital with cancer & they sent him home to die. For the next month or so the family members were taking turns caring for him.

On the day he "went home" he'd had a accident & messed himself...as they were cleaning him up...he said "At least that won't be happening again"!

And he apologized over & over for being such a burden for everyone, and how he was so sorry at how hard everyone had to work to help him.

A few hours later as he was eating a bowl of ice cream he looked up toward the ceiling & just "went home"! He had such a look of awe on his face & a slight smile...like he was amazed at the sights he was seeing.

The rest of the family was called in to be with him for awhile before the funeral home picked up the body. After his body was picked up and on the way to the funeral home...the women folk decided they would get all the medical supplies(H2O tanks & ect) gathered together so they could be picked up the next day. They were all at the point of exhaustion from caring for Dad 24/7, but wanted to finish these last few chores before they rested.

Well the light went out in his room. Someone said that Dad wanted them to get some rest so he put out the light.

Some of the men folk that were scoffers of anything supernatural said nonsense...the light bulb just burned out...but the light bulb was fine...next they said well the circuit breaker just kicked off & that's all that was wrong...so they went downstairs to fix it...it was fine. So they decided it had to be a loose wire somewhere, but everything tested out fine.

Since everyone was exhausted they said "well they'd just wait and fix it the next day as it could be a major problem in the house".

Well the next day the light worked fine. There had never been a time before he died, nor a time since he died that the light failed to work...just those few hours right after his death.

Over the years we've often talked about Dad just wanting to give his caretakers a rest on that night.

The story last night on TV jogged my memory about this incident, and I wanted to share with you all.

Come on the rest of you folks...share your experience's with us. :)