Note: As a personal, spiritual discipline, I write a prayer for each of the forty days of Lent; each petition focusing on a theme, truly, relating to a care or concern weighing on my mind and heart, at times, vexing my soul and spirit…
On dying & death in the spirit of Saint Thérèse of Lisieux (subtitle: I believe): O Lord, I believe in mortality…
Daily, I examine the progression of life in this world and, e’en when peering through a lens of light and joy, there is, undeniably, “change and decay in all around I see.”
And, daily, I experience the inexorable procession of mine aging; the “change and decay” in me of slower thought and shorter memory, sinew less supple and strength swifter spent.
Yea, so it is I believe that this life in this world is an inherently terminal proposition, and, one day, I know that I will die.
Yet, O Lord, I believe also (and more!) in You. I believe that You have not brought me this far to leave me. I believe that on my dying day, as I have known what is temporal and spatial, physical and perishable, I forever finally fully will know what is spiritual and eternal.
O Lord, by Your Spirit, grant me greater faith that, on my goin’ up yonder day, I, with gratitude undying, fail not to fear not coming to You to behold You by sight face to face. Amen.
 Saint Thérèse of Lisieux (1873-1897), Roman Catholic Carmelite nun revered for the simplicity and practicality of her approach to the spiritual life, on her deathbed was heard to have murmured, “I am not dying. I am entering into life.”
 From one of my favorite hymns, Abide with me, by Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847). The full text of verse 2:
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
 From the gospel song, I Don’t Feel No Ways Tired (1978) by Curtis Burrell:
I don’t feel no ways tired,
I come too far from where I started from.
Nobody told me that the road would be easy,
I don’t believe He brought me this far to leave me.
 This prayer is born out of my understanding of two of the Apostle Paul’s teachings: For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens…For while we are still in this tent, we groan under our burden, because we wish not to be unclothed but to be further clothed, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. He who has prepared us for this very thing is God, who has given us the Spirit as a guarantee (2 Corinthians 5.1, 4-5) and Flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable…For this perishable body must put on imperishability, and this mortal body must put on immortality. When this perishable body puts on imperishability, and this mortal body puts on immortality, then the saying that is written will be fulfilled, “Death has been swallowed up in victory” (1 Corinthians 15.50b, 53-54).
 My reference to the gospel song Goin’ Up Yonder (1994) by Walter Hawkins, especially the words: As God gives me grace I’ll run this race until I see my Savior face to face. I’m goin’ up yonder to be with my Lord.