This is not the end

This is not the end.  This is the new, the beginning, the moment where history determines what we are made of.  This it the time in which we are tested and our character is revealed.  The brevity of this life is but the prologue to the story.  The main character is being introduced and revealed through the moments.  Upon the final lines that make up the last sentence of our history, it will say that they story has finally begun.  We will no longer be bound by flesh, by pain, by suffering, by loss.  We will no longer look back upon the ones we loved and lost.  We will no longer long for their restoration to us.  We will not longer desire healing.  We will no longer dream of a better tomorrow.  We will no longer wait in anticipation for the hope that we have.  We will not longer fear to speak the truth.  We will no longer feel the desperation to be rescued.  We will no longer cry ourselves to sleep at night.  We will no longer prayer for our children to come home safely.  We will no longer pray for the cancer to disappear.  We will no longer fear to walk alone at night.  We will no longer walk alone.

For this life… this death… this is not the end.