I invite to your attention the subject of sickness. The subject is one which we ought frequently to look in the face. We cannot avoid it. It needs no prophet’s eye to see sickness coming to each of us in turn one day. “In the midst of life we are in death.” (Matthew Henry’s commentary on 2 Kings 20). Let us turn aside for a few moments, and consider sickness as Christians. By God’s blessing the consideration of the topic of sickness may teach us wisdom and edify. Sickness is everywhere and among all classes of people. Grace does not lift a believer above the reach of it. Riches will not buy exemption from it. Rank cannot prevent its assaults. In hot countries and in cold; in so-called civilized nations and in savage tribes–men, women, and children sicken and die.  Presidents and the citizenry, masters and servants, rich men and poor, learned and unlearned, teachers and scholars, doctors and patients, ministers and hearers — all alike go down before this great foe. There are no door and bars which can keep out disease and death. 
 
Sometimes God will just kill someone, and as you well know there is no repentance in the grave.  Just ask this guy who was fully engaged in idolatrous folly: https://www.msn.com/en-ca/entertainment/news/actor-julien-arnold-dies-on-stage-while-performing-a-christmas-carol/ar-AA1uXWDa?ocid=socialshare.  Just as the EIGHT (at least) soldiers and LEOs who God also killed this month.  Or those Twenty-Seven +, in Sumatra: https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/world/landslides-in-indonesia-s-sumatra-kill-at-least-27-rescuers-search-for-missing/vi-AA1uVbCx?ocid=socialshare.
Other times God will send a device to kill you slow & steady: 
 
 
Sickness is not preventable by anything that man can do. The average duration of life may doubtless be somewhat lengthened. The skill of doctors may continually discover new remedies, and effect surprising cures. The enforcement of wise sanitary regulations may greatly lower the death rate in a land. But, after all — whether in healthy or unhealthy localities — whether in mild climates, or in cold — whether treated by homeopathy, or allopathy — men will sicken and die. “The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.” (Psalm 90:10.) That witness is indeed true. It was true thousands of years ago. It is true still. Now what can we make of this great fact — the universal prevalence of sickness? How shall we account for it? What explanation can we give of it? What answer shall we give to our inquiring children when they ask us, “Father, why do people get ill and die?” These are grave questions. A few words upon them will not be out of place.  
 
We may have some other questions, or strong opinions on God’s use of His exclusive prerogative, like this cheeky bit of journalism: https://www.yahoo.com/news/earth-tilted-31-5-inches-164500379.html.  That will not change the reality of our precarious circumstances.
The world may be cavalier about this matter of death, madness, murder, and mayhem:
Or maybe NOT:
 
However, all the preparation is a great folly if it does not begin and end with being reconciled to God, through Christ Jesus.
 
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Sickness is a real friend to man’s soul. Sickness helps to remind men of death. Most people live as if they were never going to die. They follow business, or pleasure, or politics, or science — as if Earth was their eternal home. They plan and scheme for the future, like the rich fool in the parable in Luke Chapter 12, as if they had a long lease of life, and were not tenants whose length of stay is brief. A heavy illness sometimes goes far to dispel these delusions. It awakens men from their daydreams, and reminds them that they have to die, as well as to live. Now this I say emphatically is a mighty good. Sickness helps to make men think seriously of God, and their souls, and the world to come. Most people, in their days of health, can find no time for such thoughts. They dislike them. They put them away. They count them troublesome and disagreeable. Now a severe disease has sometimes a wonderful power of mustering and rallying these thoughts, and bringing them up before the eyes of a man’s soul. Even a wicked king like Benhadad, when sick, could think of Elisha (2 Kings 8:8.) Even heathen sailors, when death was in sight, were afraid, and “cried every man to his god.” (Jonah 1:5.) Surely anything that helps to make men think is a good. 
 
Some continue in their sinfulness and never give a thought to this vital topic, or so it would seem:
 
 
 
There is no escaping the common lot of all mankind. Nobody can die in our stead. The day must come when we must each go to our long home. (Ecclesiastes 12:5.) Against that day I want you to be prepared. The body which now takes up so much of your attention — the body which you now clothe, and feed, and warm with so much care — that body must return again to the dust.  Oh, think what a solemn thing it would prove at last to have provided for everything, except the one thing needful — to have provided for the body — but to have neglected the soul! Once more I press my question on your conscience: “What will you do when you are ill?”
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