Dying Is Hard

I'm trying with all my might, but dying is as hard as I was told by the fearless and bold warriors I watched give up the ghost. And now, I know that they were right. While lying here suspended between two worlds: one full of evil, the other full of nothing but good, void of evil, darkness, and hate, I am forced to wait for my chariot to swing low. Then I will go join the Light of the world and reunite with the lights who have gone before me, and wait for the lights who mourn my passing now. I see your tears, but don't cry for me. I am being transformed into a creation of eternity. Not even the best memories we've shared can make me care to stay. For I have prepared to die in order to live forever wherever Jesus is. Rather than wait here with you, I will wait with Jesus for you. Those who die in Christ don't mind dying, but we do find dying hard. For all that we see, hear, and feel makes us anxious to start eternal life with Christ Jesus, our Lord.