My great-uncle died yesterday.
Uncle Alan was a quiet, steady, shining sort of person whose deep faith in Jesus Christ defined him and everything he did. Whenever you asked him, "How are you Alan?" his answer was always, "Looking up!" And he was - looking up to Christ.
He died from a difficult illness which made it hard for him to breathe, but even in his last hours he continued to literally move his eyes upwards - looking up to the Saviour he expected to meet at any moment.
We'll meet again in heaven.