The not knowing of anything is so frightening & the gift of Knowlegde enlightening.
A thought of being in a cold, dark, timeless state and the place is unbearable, but there is no escape.
Some say there are no voices or echoes to be heard, just endless silence everywhere.
Oh, but it is so sweet & assuring to know that in Christ, this enemy to some, is a friend to those who love, worship, honor, obey and serve the Lord God.
Oh Death where is your crime, for you only hurt for a short time! Oh grave, where is your glorious victory, for you house only a shell, for our souls are not in Hell. Death has no power over the saints of GOD.
Therefore DEATH is a FRIEND to the body of Christ, so be at PEACE my brothers and sisters.
Rest in Christ Jesus, for your journey does not end at death it is your beginning!
By Evangelist Deborah A. Bonner
©Copyright 2006
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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