Escape death-The weakness of human nature

Years ago, I was a witness in an opinion lawsuit, and I was nervous and annoyed. After the lawsuit, I got home by train, suddenly fell ill, and very ill. Heart disease. I found I could hardly breathe.

When I got home, the doctor gave me a shot. I was not lying in bed-I could only support the living room and never walk again. When I recovered my sanity, I found that the vicar of the parish had been preparing for my final baptism.

I saw the sadness on my family's face. I know my life is at the end of time. Later, I discovered that the doctor wanted my wife to face the fact that I might die in 30 minutes. My heart was so weak that the doctor warned me not to speak, or even to move my fingers.

I am not a saint, but I have learned one thing--don't argue with God. So I closed my eyes and said to myself: "The coming, will always come." ”

With that idea, I seemed to be relaxed all over. My fear vanished, and I calmly asked myself what the worst thing could have happened now. Well, it's a heart spasm that makes me ache for a while and then it all goes away. I knew I was going to see God, and I was always in peace.

I lay on the couch and waited for one hours, but the pain didn't hit me again. Finally, I began to ask myself, if I do not die now, what will I do with life. I decided to make every effort to restore my health, not to destroy myself with nerves and troubles, but to rebuild my power.

That was 4 years ago. My body has recovered so quickly that even the doctor has praised my progress. I no longer borrow trouble, have a new feeling for life. But I have to admit that if I had not been on the verge of death and made progress, I would not have believed that I would still be alive today. If I don't accept the worst, I believe I will die from fear and panic.