In Charles Hodge: Guardian of American Orthodoxy, Paul Gutjahr describes Charles Hodge’s last days with his dying wife Sarah. I was touched by the devotion and love that Hodge showed to his wife in her dying days. Gutjahr wrote:
The next death that visited Hodge was infinitely dearer to him. On Christmas Day 1849, just four months after her return to Princeton with her daughter and grandchild, Sarah “softly & sweetly fell asleep in Jesus.” She most probably fell victim to uterine cancer.
Sarah’s health had begun to deteriorate soon after her return, and by December her condition was such that Hodge had lost all hope of recovery. In her final weeks, he personally nursed Sarah, spending countless hours simply lying next to her. During these times, he held her hand, and conversed with her when she had the strength. The depth of their love remained so intense that Hodge later commented that “to the last she was like a girl in love.” During her final weeks, Sarah asked Hodge to tell her in detail “how much you love me,” and they spent time recounting the high points of their life together.
Hodge’s last hours with his wife were particularly poignant. As her life ebbed away, Sarah looked at her children gathered around her bed and quietly murmured “I give them to God.” Hodge then asked her if she had thought him a devoted husband to which she replied as “she sweetly passed her hand over” his face: “There never was such another,” (pg. 258).
This is how the journey of marriage should end. Kevin DeYoung says if you can imagine this for you and your spouse, rejoice. He then asks a great question, “but if this scene feels like an impossible dream, what must you change now so you and your spouse can die like this later?”
