I am going to die. This is a fact of life. It is what it is, I can do nothing to alter the appointment. Oh, there are a few things that I can do about it. I can fret or worry about it, or I can make my peace with it. In either case, I will most certainly cross the river. Unless of course, and this is a big “unless,” unless Jesus decides to return before I do. That would be more than fine with me. “Come Lord Jesus!”
“all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” Ps.139 Conversations Within ts 11/30/
