"The triumph of the saint over death is the calm and confident prayer, 'Jesus, receive my spirit.' (Acts 7:59). It is as though you are dying in a small cabin in the woods. The door is death and you are moving toward it inch by inch. As it opens, there is a huge, ravenous wolf with bared fangs and furious eyes. At first you are terrified. But then the Holy Spirit opens your eyes, and behind the wolf you see Jesus shining like the sun. He is standing with his arm extended to you and his face smiling. And hanging tight in his other hand there is a brass chain that leads to an iron collar on the wolf's neck. You hesitate for a moment. But then the Spirit gives you strength, and as you put your foot in the threshold and the mouth of the wolf opens, Jesus flings him with a mighty jerk clear out of sight, and you enter into the presence of the Lord of glory. [...] the Spirit makes death serve the saint [...] it's a doorway to be with him forever."
- John Piper, "He Called Death Sweet Names", an adapted essay from his sermon "The Death of a Spirit-Filled Man"