A Death Song Upon Waking.

But a finish line. He meets us all, in due time.
What waits for us?
Questions? Fear? A welcome mat or darkness near?
At last!
To be at home; Commune with saints, ne’er alone!
True Light.
The race is run. A job well done, my faithful one!

Death is always on the Christian mind in some fashion; however, it has always seemed more abstract than not.

I woke up with this on my mind. A victory song about going home.

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