When life is good, we wrap our mortality in a distant fog, hoping some far-off day to go to sleep in bed and wake up in heaven. But when pain and suffering take hold, we dust off our hope of heaven, saying with Paul: “to die is gain” (Philippians 1:21).
Let’s think for a moment about those who face death without hope:
Lord God, may they call out to you with their dying breath and find shelter in your everlasting arms.
Lord, when I hear the dead man’s click at the end of my last mag, give me the courage to draw my knife and go forward.
Valhalla awaits.
And maybe, Andrew, one day you’ll simply wake up on the other side–no knife, no struggle.
Yeah, but that would cheat some enemy dude out of a good fight.
“Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?” (1 Corinthians 15:55).