For someone who’s afraid of the unknown, I’ve never been scared of death. Maybe its because I’m not completely in the dark about what happens when we die.
When we die, it stops. Everything stops; the pain, the pleasure, even the emptiness. I believe that death is the end of life here and I guess that gives me some sort of pleasure.
I believe that life on earth can be a little extra sometimes and I would like to take a break from it every now and again. Maybe that’s what people in a coma get; a break from having to live. Now that I think about it, they just might be the luckiest bunch on the planet.
I think I’m more scared of not living to the fullest than I am of dying. That’s why people make statements like “I can’t die yet, I haven’t had sex”, (I’m not one of those people), but I guess it means they aren’t really scared of dying, they’re just not ready to go yet because they haven’t lived life to the “fullest”. Before I die, I’d like to make this boy I’m talking to, fall in love with me. Fingers crossed.
There’s a timeframe between dying and going to Heaven, where I’m not quite sure what happens and that’s okay because I’m learning to accept the unknown for what it is. Unknown !
This might just be the last time I write about fear of the unknown because the Holy Spirit is working in me to make sure I know that God is in control and that I trust Him in all circumstances; unknown or otherwise
The Making 