I always remember the testimony that was told me of the Deacon, a late deacon at Geelong in Australia when his mother died. And she strengthened herself in the bed. She took hold of the covers and moving them in circular fashion three times, she said, victory, victory, victory, and then laid down and died. And it so struck me at the time, and I've never forgotten it, That dear lady must have found she almost had one foot one side and one foot the other of the grave and this side of the grave realised that she had obtained the victory.