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The sun felt warm through the car’s sunroof, and the breeze stirred my hair. It seemed like an ideal autumn day for a drive, but the morning’s tranquility didn’t last long.

A blaring horn split the air, and an out-of-control car peeled around the corner and veered into our lane. My husband’s reflexes kicked in, and he swerved to avoid the careening vehicle—narrowly avoiding driving into the river that bordered the road on the right side.

My heart felt like it would explode, and I could barely catch my breath, even after we continued down the country road. I glanced at my husband, and our wide eyes met. He took a ragged breath, glanced upward, and said reverently, “Thank you, Lord, for preserving us from that accident.”

Just how fine is the line between life and death, between heaven and earth? Well, the double yellow line is approximately fifteen inches thin.

Author Timothy Pina said, “There’s a thin line between life and death. It’s God’s grace that shows us how fragile we are.” We understand that fragility. David did, too, when King Saul attempted to kill him.

A pickup truck crossed the double yellow line and hit our friend’s motorcycle head-on. He spent two weeks balancing the tightrope between heaven and earth and had a long road of recovery ahead of him.

If there truly is a thin line between life and death, how then shall we live? Should we live in fear, or is there another way to live? An accident—or even a near-miss—is frightening, but we don’t need to spend every moment looking over our shoulders for threats.

We can live to (or in) the Lord, having committed our lives to Him. Then, we can purpose to honor Jesus in our lives, whether by life or by death.

Have you contemplated living with Jesus now? Your decision will place you on one side or the other of the thin line between eternity with Him or death apart from Him.