The morning after I die is something we rarely think about. The morning after you die is a morning that will come no matter who you are, or how you live. People will have to deal with that day just like they do today.
With death comes pain, sadness, heartache, tears, and grief. It also comes with unanswered questions, unmet expectations, and unfulfilled promises. It also comes with hope. We hope they knew Jesus, we hope they were saved, we hope we will see them again one day in heaven.
Let me tell you about the morning after I died. There was change but there always is. More than that there was a lot of questions that got answered that day about where I was going how I would look and act and who I would be with. There was maybe a little sadness, but it was overcome by joy. There were tears, but they were because of a weight being lifted from my shoulders. There was pain realizing how long I had gotten it wrong, which was eased by the realization that Jesus had given his life so I could be forgiven.
When I died it was the happiest day of my life. When I died I was crucified with Christ and now Christ lives inside me. I know when I leave this world where I will be. I think as a world the more people who die to themselves and love people like Jesus did, the more like Heaven this world will become. I love you.
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