Life as a Vapour

Paul Washer scares me. Somewhere in my recollection, I'm sure even Phil Johnson has said something similar. Washer may come across as extreme to some people, but I wish I was more like him. I post this here mainly for myself. It relates to certain personal matters and prayers this morning, and it is providential that I should come across this article almost immediately afterwards.

It has been a little over one year since my heart attack (March 21, 2017). Without warning, I fell to the kitchen floor unconscious. I remember nothing that happened thereafter until five days later when I found myself in a hospital room. I asked what happened, and someone said, ‘You died three times.’ My heart had stopped and had been resuscitated on three separate occasions...keep reading