Isaac Asimov tells the story of a rough ocean crossing during which a Mr. Jones became terribly seasick. At an especially rough time, a kindly steward patted Jones on the shoulder and said, "I know, sir, that it seems awful. But remember, no man ever died of sea-sickness." Mr. Jones lifted his green countenance to that steward's concerned face and replied, "Man, don't say that! It's only the wonderful hope of dying that keeps me alive."
Well, as believers we do have a wonderful hope ahead of us even at death. Just the thought of that first glimpse of heaven, keeps us motivated to live for our Savior.