Lynda, Our church family recently had a loss. An 81 year old man who was dying of cancer.
He was at his home because his prognosis was terminal and he wanted to be in a place with loved ones around him when he went home to the Lord. His wife, son, grandson, and daughter-in-law lived in the same home. In the wee hours he kept rising up from bed and knocking on his son's door. His son, Chad (we'll call him) was getting a little annoyed after 3X of doing this. The man told his son that there was a man in his bedroom that kept nudging him to wake up and he was so startled he ran to his son's room. "Does he talk to you," his son asked? "He told me to write my full name on a piece of paper and bring it to him, so I did, and he came back again and woke me up." "Did he say anything else to you?", his son asked. "He smiled at me and said,'I am going to take you to the Great, Great Physicain." He died in his sleep less than 2 hours later.