"Someone is trying to kill me"!

The following story, "Someone Is Trying To Kill Me," taken from the newsletter "phmiracleliving by Dr. Robert Young", is a classic reminder that the quality and quantity of ones life is in direct relationship to one’s daily lifestyle and dietary choices. Health and vitality is a consequence of choice just like sickness and disease. When we begin to see the truth that cancer, heart dis-ease, diabetes, depression, heart attack, stroke, low energy, pain, obesity, etc., are the consequences of lifestyle and dietary choice then maybe we will begin to stop doing cancer, heart dis-ease, diabetes, etc. with our lifestyle and dietary choices. As stated so eloquently by Robert Louis Stevenson, "There will come a time when we all sit down to the banquet of our consequences." Dr. Robert Young says; "The cure for all sickness and dis-ease will not be found in its treatment but is found in its prevention." If you want live a long healthy, happy life, then you have to start making lifestyle and dietary choices that will bring you those consequences.
And, now for our story . . . . . On the morning of his 42nd birthday, Crabwell Grommet awoke to a peal of particularly ominous thunder. Glancing out the window with bleary eyes, he saw written in fiery letters across the sky: "Someone is trying to kill you, Crabwell Grommet!" With shaking hands, Grommet lit his first cigarette of the day. He didn't question the message. You don't question a message like that. His only question was, "Who?" At breakfast, as he salted his fried eggs, he told his wife, Gratia, "Someone is trying to kill me." "Who?" she asked with horror? Crabwell slowly stirred the cream and sugar into his coffee and shook his head. "I don't know!" he replied. Convinced though he was, Crabwell wasn't going to the police with his story. He decided that his only course of action was to go about his daily routine and hope somehow, to outwit his would -be murderer. He tried to think on the way to the office but the frustration of making time by beating red lights and switching lanes occupied him wholly. Not once behind his desk could he find a moment, what with handling phone calls, urgent emails, and the many problems and decisions piling up as they did every day. It wasn't until his second martini at lunch that the full terror of his dilemma struck him. It was all he could do to finish off his Lasagna Milanese. "I can't panic," he said to himself, lighting his cigar. "I must simply live my life as usual." So he worked until seven as usual, studied business reports as usual, and took his usual two sleeping pills in order to get his usual six hours of sleep.As the days passed, Crabwell stuck fully to his routine. As the months passed by, he began to take a perverse pleasure in his ability to survive. "Whoever is trying to get me," he's say proudly to his wife, "hasn't got me yet. I'm too smart for him." "Oh, please be careful," she'd reply, ladling him a second helping of her tasty beef stroganoff. His pride grew and he managed to go on living for years. But, as it must to all men, death came at last to Crabwell Grommet,. it came at his desk on a particularly busy day. He was 53. His wife demanded a full autopsy. But it showed ONLY emphysema, arterioscleorosis, duodenal ulcers, cirrhosis of the liver, cardiac necrosis, a cerebrovascular aneurysm, pulmonary edema, obesity, circulatory insufficiency, and a touch of lung cancer. "How glad Crabwell would have been to know," said the widow smiling proudly through her tears, "that he died of natural causes."The moral of this story can be found in the words of Dr. Phil, "When we choose the behavior, we choose the consequences." Life is all about choices that lead to consequences. We can choose health or we can choose sickness and disease. With each thought, spoken words, each action, and every ingestion of food and drink, we determine the quality and quantity of our life."