The sounds of early morning are trickling in from outside.  I have been up for hours and already feel exhausted before the day has begun. Crying and pounding my fist into the bed, I find myself bent over yelling, you are going to die, please listen to me, please. The words of anguish fell on to no one's ears but God’s. Unbeknownst to us, the stopwatch had started, and we were in the race of his life. Several minutes later, he emerged from the shower, saying, “ I think you be