Death should be something that brings us to our final resting place, a peaceful place that prepares us for the next step into eternal life away from earth. What, then, happens to our souls, our very beings, should we leave behind unfinished business? What criteria must we first meet before being allowed to go to the afterlife? Must we clean up our mess we made on earth first? Christine certainly deserved to move on into heavenly peace. She had only sinned one little sin. Surely all the good she had done was enough to cover that one almost insignificant mistake. Her reason was more than acceptable, and yet here she was, suspended in an in-between world, neither dead nor truly alive. It was a place that promised to rob her of the very peace she had sought on that fateful day she had sinned. There was only man who could give her peace and send her to that final resting place: the same man who had caused her to wander aimlessly, searching for the right to rest in peace. That man didnat even know she existed.
评价“Until Death Do We Meet”