An Open Letter: What Is It Like To Die?

To My Eldest Daughter,

You were seven when you asked me, “Mummy, what is it like to die?”

I paused. Searching for words your young heart could understand.
Then I said, “It’s like walking across a bridge into the arms of Jesus. The moment you hear His voice, you’ll realize He’s been with you your whole life. Like an old friend, familiar, warm, and close to your heart.”

You thought for a moment, then quietly nodded. Accepting the answer with a child’s calm trust.

As you grow, and your faith deepens, it is my deepest desire and constant prayer that you will come to know Him not only as an old friend but as your Lord and Savior.

Jesus is not only gentle and kind. He is God in the flesh.
He is the Word who was with God in the beginning. And He is God (John 1:1). Through Him, all things were made (John 1:3).

He is Immanuel—God with us (Matthew 1:23).

He walked among us, full of grace and truth. And though He had every right to remain in heaven, He humbled Himself to become like us, so He could save us (Philippians 2:6–8).

He healed the sick, calmed storms with a word and raised the dead.

And then He chose the cross. Not because He was weak but because He is love.

No one took His life from Him. He laid it down willingly. (John 10:18)
And on the third day, He rose again, declaring forever that death does not win.

This is the Jesus I want you to know.

He is the Christ, the Son of the Living God. (Matthew 16:16)
He is the Lamb who takes away the sin of the world. (John 1:29)

He is the Alpha and the Omega (Revelation 22:13). The Beginning and the End. And He is coming again.

In Him is life, And that life is the light of all mankind (John 1:4).

So, dearest daughter, choose Life. Remain in Him always.

With all my love,
Mummy