Has God ever given you a sign? How about a soda-pop flavored candy one? Well, that’s just what he gave my Husband, Ryan and I. Here’s our sweet story… We were headed home from a weekend getaway to Indianapolis.  After 2 days sans-children we were blissfully relaxed, and our conversation had shifted from the superficial, into deeper territory.   I couldn’t tell you how we got to the topic, but suddenly, the most raw, and honest secret came bubbling out. “I’m afraid to die.” There it was.  My big, strong, 6’1” husband admitted that he was afraid of dying.  Not of the pain, or of leaving things undone, but fearful that there was no “eternity” waiting for him.  I didn’t know what to say.  This was not a fear I shared.  For as long as I could remember, I’d looked forward to going to Heaven.  (Don’t get me wrong, I’m not…