Shout To The Lord

We've been concerned about Pop-Pop. He's very sad and has stopped eating. We've been concerned about all the things in the here and now - you know, making a happy place for him to live, feeding him the foods he loves, playing games and telling jokes with him, keeping him warm and comfortable. . . .but now our concerns have shifted to all things eternal. Does he know Jesus, has he called on his name, believed in his heart he'll be in Heaven? My husband and I had a rare minute alone with Pop-Pop and he told us he wishes he were dead. We asked, "If you were to die, do you know if you'd go to Heaven?" He said he didn't know. We asked, "Do you want to know, do you want to go to Heaven?" He said, "What?" "Dad, do you want to go to Heaven?" "Where?" Okay, so now we're shouting, in the nursing home, filled with patients, nurses, doctors, visitors . . . . and we are shouting, "DO YOU WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN??!!" (there is irony here somewhere - gives new meaning to "Shout to the Lord") "Yes," he says as a single tear rolls down his cheek. So, we prayed with him and shared this scripture with him:
". . .that if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved." Romans 10:9 Pop-Pop confessed with his mouth and believed in his heart and we believe we will all be in Heaven together someday. As we left the nursing home one of the nosey patients must have overheard us shouting to Pop-Pop and demanded, "Where are you taking him..........................."