It was a while back (11 Nov) but in the Office of Readings, St Martin of Tours, when about to die;
He saw the devil standing near and cried out, 'Blood stained beast, what are you doing here? You will find nothing of yours in me, you living death. I go to the arms of Abraham. These were his last words. Then he surrended his soul to God.
I thought, imagine being able to say that at the hour of your death! But then, fine for him, a Bishop, a saint.
But immediately came to mind
It was revealed to Abba Anthony in his desert that there was one who was his equal in the city. He was a doctor by profession and whatever he had beyond his needs he gave to the poor, and every day he sang the thrice-holy hymn with the angels. (The Sayings of the Desert Fathers)
The bar has been set pretty high for us all