Homegoing

A little earlier this afternoon Preacher Hugh Kincaid celebrated his homegoing. He is now, and forever with His(and mine too) Lord and Savior. This is a bittersweet occasion. Bitter for his family that now have to live their lives without this precious man. But, oh so sweet for Preacher Kincaid.

Please remember his family in your prayers. They are a wonderful family, and they know where their father is, but I would imagine these days will be difficult.

I believe the hymn by William Featherstone sums up a Christian's life perfectly, from salvation to homegoing.

My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;
For Thee all the follies of sin I resign;
My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me,
And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree;
I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

I’ll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,
And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath;
And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright;
I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.