Just found this piece by Pastor, author and servant Calvin Miller and it just impacted me so much. Hope you are inspired and encouraged as well:

I once scorned every fearful thought of death,

When it was but the end of pulse and breath.

But now my eyes have seen that past the pain

There is a world that’s waiting to be claimed.

Earthmaker, Holy, let me now depart,

For living’s such a temporary art.

And dying is but getting dressed for God,

Our graves are merely doorways cut in sod.