What scared me the most was when I found out last week that I have carried over twenty pounds of fat in my body! This will eventually cause diabetes which runs in my family. Not only that, but I could also get a stroke for blood clog which happened to my dad who died from a heart attack.
I’m not afraid of death, but I don’t want to die prematurely or getting really sick and becoming a burden to my loved ones. It would be selfish of me to do that.
My husband used to love food too much and became obese. He told me earlier today that it took him a while to be able to take care of himself. Today he’s a physically fit. I am weak and need divine intervention. I’ll pray each morning to help me overcome my weakness. ❤️