Someday, they will.

And we will, too.

In the meantime, we mourn them. We miss them. We yearn for the day when we will be with them again, and even more, with the One for whom His armies ride and march and engage the enemy.

In the meantime, we let their mortality remind us of our own – and of the fact that ultimately, death is swallowed up in victory.

In the meantime, we wait … and put our armor on.