God Has A Hand

The doctor tells me that I would have died of a heart attack if I had done my triathlon this last weekend like I was supposed to. I didn't do it because the doctor strictly forebade me to. Turns out that the triathlon got canceled due to rain but was beautiful shortly there after. It makes me feel like it was God making sure that I didn't go anywhere because it wasn't my time....regardless of whether my path was EXACTLY as it is. Maybe if I hadn't experienced my recent changes, God still wasn't going to let me participate and die.