“Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?”
As a Christian, when I hear that a believer has died, I am like - all right, way to go, another soul is in Paradise, all pain and suffering, worry and hassle is gone from their life and now it is a life of peace and joy for eternity for them. (Which doesn't mean I'm still not going to cry, I am after all an emotional, hormonal female.)
It drives me nuts when I ask patients how they are doing, and they respond with something like, "I'm still here, it's better than the alternative."
Really? Because for me the alternative is way better than what I have here now.
Lord, God Heavenly Father, grant me the patience to wait on Your call, when You are ready to carry me home. In the meantime, guide me in bringing others into Your saving grace.