I'll Walk You Home

By Nellotie Chastain

As excruciating pain explodes in his head, Jesse Porter, a missionary in Southeastern Kentucky, vainly struggles to make his plight known. In the dense fog of pain and confusion, he hears a familiar voice-a voice that has been but a memory for the past 25 years. What on earth is going on-or, is this earth?

As he reaches for her extended hand, Jesse realizes that all his pain has disappeared like a wisp of smoke in a gust of wind. He experiences several more unexpected surprises as she escorts him through a brief period of time God has given him to say goodbye to this life and the memories that are so dear to him. Then, she offers to walk hand in hand with him on the final journey from this earthly home to Home. Is there a reason he would refuse to go?

Forged in the crucible of loss and grief, I'll Walk You Home, emerges as a story that is personal, moving, and so inspiring. This book is a story about the sudden death of a much loved and adored father. It is also a story of hope, love, and eternal life in Jesus.

I'll Walk You Home-Jesse Porter's journey from this life to Home.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Oct 23, 2003
• ISBN: 9781469775302

Nellotie Chastain

Nellotie Chastain, daughter of Jesse and Marie Porter, missionaries in southeastern Kentucky now lives in Mitchell, Indiana with her husband, Morris 'Butch' Chastain, the former Mayor of Mitchell, Indiana. They are proud parents of two grown children and even prouder grandparents of eight beautiful grandchildren. Nellotie Porter Chastain is now the author for three additional novels which can be viewed at: http://mysite.verizon.net/nellotie

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I’ll Walk You Home

Nellotie Chastain

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I’ll Walk You Home

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Jesse, open your eyes and look at me.

When I hear that voice I try to open my eyes, but discover that I cannot. The pain! Excruciating, searing, white hot pain inside my head. I wonder if I could be dreaming but I can’t imagine a person dreaming this kind of pain? No, that surely isn’t possible because this pain is far too real.

Jesse. That voice again but whose voice am I hearing? I know it’s not Jenny’s, my wife, it’s much too soft and gentle. No, it’s a voice I haven’t heard in a long, long time. I’m confused and in unbearable pain. I obviously need to find help.

I reach out for my wife, Jenny! Where are you? Can you hear me? She’s not beside me in our bed so I’ll have to get up and try to find her. Or, maybe I shouldn’t try to stand up because I can’t take a chance of falling. Jenny, with her bad leg, won’t be able to get me off the floor by herself.

I desperately call out, Please, Jenny! Please, somebody help me! This is frustrating since I can’t even hear my own voice. Jenny, whatever is wrong with me has made me deaf because I can’t hear you and I can’t see you! Please, please, make my head stop hurting!"

Oh dear, what’s happening to me? Why am I so confused? I don’t know if I’m sitting, lying down or standing. I’m not even sure if I’m asleep or awake. I’m unable to focus my thoughts. If I could just get Jenny’s attention, She’d know what to do.

Virginia, affectionately called Jenny by family and friends, was a career nurse, retiring from Homeplace Clinic at Ary, Kentucky and then retiring from the Perry County Health Department as the County Health Nurse.

Jenny has been one of the exceptionally good nurses, very well loved and trusted. She is very practical and straightforward in her speaking and, unlike me, has almost no sense of humor.

If I could make it to the phone I’d call 911 but I procrastinated too long and didn’t get a telephone installed in our bedroom like we had talked about. I need a telephone now, desperately. I’m scared, Jenny! I don’t know what’s happening to me and my head hurts so badly. Where are you? Why don’t you answer me?

God, please help me. I know God will help me. I’ve spent almost all of my life loving God, serving God, and calling out to God. God is my Friend Who is always here when I need Him.

I needed God when I had all three of my heart attacks. I