My issue with death is the finality of it. You know you'll never get to see that person again and you'll never get to speak to them again. You wonder if they knew how much you loved them. You wonder if you said all you needed to say to them while they were here. You wonder, if you believe in heaven, if they are there. You want them to be around to see you follow your dreams, when you get your first real boyfriend, when you get married, when you have children. You just wonder so many things. The most haunting thing for me about death has been wondering if I said all I was supposed to say. Did that person hear the Gospel, did he/she receive the Gospel of Christ. The way some Christians talk it seems like the Gospel isn't enough to receive salvation and to guarantee eternal life with the Father. God will I make it in? Those thoughts prompt me to follow the Holy Spirit and be more sensitive when I believe He's telling me to do someth...