Back in the day, she was my godmother. Her first heart attack happened before she turned forty and she experienced many after that. Her son, my best friend, died at forty-nine from a heart attack. The life God gave her lasted well into her eighties. You see, God is the one in charge of your time here on the planet and not your ailments.
And just as it is appointed for man to die once, and after that comes judgment,
The years of our life are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty; yet their span is but toil and trouble; they are soon gone, and we fly away.
Don’t worry about death. It is part of the plan that God controls and He’ll take care of it. Just expend the energy you have left getting ready to meet Him.
Give it some thought.
Gary