At the age of teen we were afraid of death. When we grew older we learn to accept the fate and fact about life which tells us that there is death after life, "all come from dust and to dust all return". When we grow older we long for death because we had experienced good and evil during our youthful and fruitful days, we then grow tired of living because there is nothing we had not seen during our lifespan on earth. Every one knows that after life comes death, after death comes what? Here is where the question lies. Perhaps there is another life after death, perhaps all will be reborn. Or are we to face judgement and make account of the life we had spent on earth as foretold in the Bible? Who knows where our soul and spirit shall belong?
