What To Do When You Think You Are About to Die

What To Do When You Think You Are About to Die

When I was in Africa I went on a safari after we climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro. On that safari a fly bit me. At that exact moment our Land Cruiser pulled up next to a green sheet stretched from a tree to the ground.

“What’s that green sheet for?” I asked our driver, surveying the red bump on my arm.

“It’s to kill tsetse flies.”

My stomach tightened. “Tsetse flies?”

“Yes, they kill lots of people around here.”

I didn’t bother to ask the rationale for parking next to this green sheet that attracted the fly of death, no, I was already freaking out.

I looked at my arm. I’m a dead man.

I turned to a doctor who was with us. “A fly just bit me. Should I be worried?”

“Probably.” He said, smiling.

I knew he was joking, but I was really freaking out now. I was about to die. I thought about Emily. Will I ever see her again?

When we got to the lodge I quickly Googled tsetse flies and discovered they give you African sleeping sickness. A mzungu (white boy) like me died just last year when he was bit by a tsetse fly in the exact location I had been that day. There is no cure.

It can take years to die from African sleeping sickness. So, I made it home fine. But every once in a while when I feel feverish I start to wonder if it’s all about to end for me.

I’m sure my days are numbered. So I’m just gonna lay it all out there.

Worrying is a waste of time. It can’t change what’s going to happen. But it will make you live through the agony of tons of things that will never actually happen.

Don’t let worry steal your peace. Live bravely.

Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? -Jesus