death in the beginning and death in the end

“There was death at the beginning as there would be death again at its end. Though whether it was some fleeting shadow of this that passed across the girl’s dreams and woke her on that least likely of mornings, she would never know. All she knew, when she opened her eyes, was that the world was somehow altered.”
(Excerpt from The Horse Whisperer by Nicolas Evans)

The black voice of death

Sometimes I despair, and I wish God was a Fairy God-mother with a magic wand. Just magicking it all away. But unfortunately, He doesn’t. He leads us into deeper waters so that we can learn to trust Him in the Storm.