Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in Me will live, even though he dies. And everyone who lives and believes in Me will never die. Do you believe this?”
Clearing out a drawer, you might find their reading glasses still folded where they left them, one arm a little bent. After the grief, a quieter thought can follow, one that is harder to say out loud: one day someone will be sorting through my things too.