Death.

“For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

A few years ago, a friend of mine tried to convince me to go Keto. Truthfully, I’m not interested. While Keto works for some, the amount of protein consumed is risky. If a doctor tells me to go Keto, I’ll go Keto. The way I am eating is difficult with slow weight loss results, but I am eating “clean.” (Or at least trying to eat clean.)

When I wasn’t convinced Keto was for me, my friend (and this is a true story) said, “Roni, that makes me so sad. With your family’s history of cancer, I am afraid for you.” I asked her, “Why? Because I’ll die?” She responded, “Yes. It hurts my heart that you’re willing to die.”

Let me set the record straight. I am in no hurry to die, but I am okay if the Lord calls me home because I refused to eat Keto. The verse at the beginning of this blog explains why

To be absent from my non-Keto body will mean I am present with Christ.

PS This blog is not meant to make fun of death or bash Keto diets. But, I am still okay when and if God calls me home.

PSS I hope you are, too.