“I’m standing on the seashore. A ship at my side spreads his white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. He’s an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch him until, at length, he hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and the sky come down to mingle with each other. And then I hear someone at my side saying, “There, he’s gone.”
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. He is just as large in mast and hull and spar as he was when he left my side. And just as able to bear his load of living freight to the place of destination. His diminished size is in me, not in him.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says, “There, he is gone” there are other eyes watching him coming, and there are other voices ready to take up the glad shout, “Here he comes!”
Josiah took his last breath here on earth at 10:00pm and took his first real breath in Heaven. He is finally Home. His day of no more fear, no more pain, no more tears…was today. He is safe in the arms of Jesus.