… “I wonder how long I might have to live.”

The pain in my shoulder and chest due to lifting weights, so I thought, had increased with such severity that I couldn’t lie down, sit up or stand still and I asked Rachel to get me to ER. The doctor’s questions over the phone the next day suggested something more serious to do with my heart. 3am in bed Friday morning, I found myself answering my worry question with a song:

“I’m in his hands, I’m in his hands, whatever the future holds, I’m in his hands. His ways I cannot see, have all been planned for me, his way is best you see, I’m in his hands.”

Yesterday I had an EKG and my local doctor happily informed me its just a muscle strain.