But there was a sense of closure—one that Charles had expressed, and one to which Richard bore witness—that the physically tormented body about to be left behind was no longer the definition of Charles’s future. He had received the Savior. He was ready to go. So, we prayed. Two weeks later, another redeemed soul entered eternal glory, and Richard phoned me to report Charles’s homegoing. The most remarkable thing about that story is the evidence it holds of the sheer power inherent in a disciple’s