I always smile a smartass grin whenever I hear that classic phrase, "Well, he/she has no more pain to worry about now..." You know, when it's used in reference to someone who passes after battling their own demons over addiction or maybe a health ailment that inflicted lots of pain in their lives. I just always think, "What if all those zealots preachers are right and they are roasting in Hell now? Isn't their pain just getting started?"
It is kind of patronizing to one's memory thinking how "at peace" they are dead and gone when they could be in Hell having pineapples shoved up their never healing asses every hour on the hour while having their eyes gouged out and a five pound bag of salt poured in... I'm just sayin'...