"Above all else, guard your heart" (Prov. 4:23).
I meet with my cardiologist twice each year. Not that he's concerned about anything in particular. He's not. He simply knows that a 72-year old heart must be carefully monitored.
Every visit I have with him is a reminder to me of how precious life is. I begin to live each day as if it were my last day on earth. I begin to rid myself of those stressors in my life that cause me endless worry and anxiety. I'm beginning to spend more time telling those closest to me how much I love them.
To me, it's all a matter of perspective. My heart -- my literal, physical heart -- is not my own. It's on loan from God. Every one of its beats is precious and extraordinary -- and finite. Each reminds me of his love.
Friend, he loves you too. If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it. Hang onto that truth. When you get to be my age, it will be worth its weight in gold.