My body will decay someday, like everyone else's. Some facts of life are hard to accept, much less to even think of, just let nature take its course...or lead myself to my end by using my breath in earning the passage to the Door. Death, scary as a ghost, I would rather not see one but it is the door to enter Our Father's house, where Jesus has prepared a room for each one. The most beautiful thought that someday, I will see my God, His greatness unimaginable, His love so powerful I beat death, I enter the Door, and everyone is there and they are not ghosts but all the love ones including my pets. Death is sweet.
Philippians 1:20 -24
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