To Whom Should I Be Grateful

Is karma, fate, or even healthy food the secret to my longevity? I'm totally, or partly convinced of these enough to obsess me; I owe myself for the care I take of myself, to whom should I be grateful... if not to the Eternal God who has seen in me no greed, envy, or bluff! I can rest assured that no harm will come to me, giving concrete credence to His existence and dispute the illusory credibility that others impose on me; my integrity remains intact, I don't turn into a brute! I'm driven by faith the way a chariot is driven by horses that won't halt unless an imminent danger looms ahead; the angelic realm is very real: I was spared numerous times, I felt angels' arms pick me up safely and my body was shielded! To whom should I be grateful, if not to the Eternal God who has been my armor and shield, when menacing mouths shouted threats and obscenities; and tried to inflict pain and sling spears... ah, they failed because I had the same strategy as Saul!