An interesting thought came to me in the shower this morning (usually I think of what to wear for the day, but today be Sunday! Time to rip out the Ashley Chen apparel):
Death, or dying, is awesome for Christians.
We are constantly fighting in this never ending spiritual war, and every single hurdle or wall that we jump or climb over, we are met with an even higher hurdle and an even bigger wall. We are tempted and tried, and all we can lean on is the fact that God is the ultimate Father in order for us to continue in this rat race we call life. I mean of course we are here for a reason and we have to live out the purpose that He has given to us, but you know what?
Heaven is going to be freaking dank (new lingo that I picked up from the East Coast-ers).
When I was in Mexico, I sometimes would stop singing/worshipping during the sessions that were organized, and just watch other people from the back of the room. Everyone was worshipping in the way that THEY wanted without any fear of judgment. On the days that I watched, all I could think about was the fact that Heaven is going to be a million times better, and I am only experiencing a fraction of God's greatness and power.
I am looking forward to the day when I will not be tempted by the Devil, when I won't be bothered by evil spirits that try to distract me from God.
I am not afraid of death. I welcome it with open arms.