On Death - credit to Luis Palau "The High Definition Life"

I recently read Luis Palau's, "The High Definition Life." It provoked much thought. There were two stories in particular that really rung near to my heart of late...longing for heaven...Here they are:

My friend Joe has a son named Peter. When Peter was seven years old, his family moved. He did not much care for that since it meant leaving behind Mr. Whittle, a trusted family friend. They would now be 2,000 miles apart.
One morning at breakfast the family received a phone call saying Mr. Whittle was dying of cancer. Once Peter heard the news, he rose from the table and ran to his room. Joe thought his son must be really broken up and told the other to, "Leave him alone."
Before the rest of the family finished eating however, Peter returned with a piece of paper - and a request. "Dad, would you send this letter to Mr. Whittle before he dies?"
"All right, Peter, I'll do that for you. But can I read it before you send it?"
"Oh, sure."
Here's what it said:
"Dear Mr. Whittle, I hear you're going to heaven. Isn't that great? Your friend, Peter."

Story number 2:

When Dave (Kraft) was 28, doctors diagnosed him with terminal cancer. His friends prayed but it became obvious the Lord wasn't going to heal him. Finally Dave transferred to a hospital close to his father.
"You know what Luis," his father said. "My son is about to go. I feel so eager he goes to be with the Lord. I can't stand to see my boy suffer so much. I wish you'd pray."
So he prayed first: "Lord would you take David home today? We can't stand to see him suffer."
The next morning Dr. Kraft said, "Last night I went to the hospital and David said, "Dad, come here. Put your arms around me." So I did. He then said, "I want to sit up, Dad...I know I'm going to be with the Lord. I want to thank you because you've been a terrific father. Tell mom I love her. You've both been such a great example. You showed me the way to the Lord, and I want to thank you before I go to be with Him. Dad, I want you to pray with me because I won't see you for a few years and I want to talk with the Lord together with you."
Dr. Kraft choked up but told his son, "Dave, before I pray, I want to tell you something. You lucky guy, you are going to see the Lord before I do. Just think, David - tonight you are going to see Moses, Joseph, David, Paul. You lucky guy. I should have gone before you, but you are getting there before me...David, best of all, you are going to see the Lord Jesus. Promise me one thing. When you see the Lord Jesus, would you tell him your father loves him very much?"
They then prayed together and Dr. Kraft left the room after saying, "Dave, I'll see you in heaven."
David died at 4 that morning.

Those are two beautiful stories to me...