“When my To Be Used by Date is achieved, according to The Lord, show’s over.
I have nothing to prove by hanging on beyond the bitter end.”
But what if humans with their God given brains were to come up with a “cure” to aging, what would you do?
That “cure” will be the Mark of the Beast, so every Christian will choose death rather than take it. Our cure is real, eternal life, in new bodies made to be like the body of Christ when He rose from the grave.
Aging is not a sickness. All that begins will eventually end.
As stated, I have no interest in living for 130 years just because science might make it possible. Big Whoop!
At that point, life is more a matter of ‘artificially enhanced biologic survival’ vs collecting new experiences. I’ll be the best dressed near-cadaver on the Sun Porch right next to my (opened, but undrank) bottle of Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer.