Graduate studies, LOL! Doesn't realize how much that "loan" is going to cost him. My wife graduated to indifferent a number of years ago, then started working as an RN for a hospice. During her time there she witnesses around 250 deaths, part of the job, there to keep the patient comfortable if needed, more for support of the family and friends, and to make all the arrangements for death certificates, mortuary call, body removal, etc.
Early on she started to see a pattern. People of faith passed away very peacefully, some not all were greeted by someone familiar, some even having extended conversations before passing. Sure, could attribute that to a final dream or whatever. But the atheists struggled, were agitated, panicked, and any number of other unsettling responses to the finality of dying. the responses were almost universal, believer- in peace, atheist in terror. Granted some people of both persuasions passed peacefully in their sleep (morphine stupor or whatever), but the people that had an "awareness of passing" were pretty consistent.
My wife is highly educated, very analytical, not given to too much emotion, pretty much blunt and fact driven. After seeing this so many times she started reading her Bible daily, started attending church with me and has never been happier. She works in oncology now and has seen the same pattern. People of faith accept death as a natural part of life, they make rational decisions to end treatment and let nature take it's course, tending to enjoy the last few days or weeks of their lives. Some have even miraculously had their cancer disappear, seriously. Secular people fight the whole way down, even to the point of killing themselves with ineffective chemo for just one more day of misery. Chemo can be very nasty stuff.
She has to abide by HIPPA rules, so I she only tells me general information, but we talk about types of cancer, general age of the patient, beliefs, chemo treatment (I've learned which are very nasty but effective, etc). It's been interesting to watch from the sidelines.
Me? I've got several thousand reasons to believe. And if not, at least I won't die in terror. But I know my Redeemer lives.