Enoch asked me today if I had met C.S. Lewis (we are reading Prince Caspian together). I said that I had not because he is dead.
"No he's not Daddy" said Enoch.
"Yes, of course - he is alive now, but he died before I was born"
"Christians have a small death, don't they Daddy, and then they are alive forever" said our little theologian.
Would that we remember the glorious hope we have more often.