There once was a farmer who harvested a great crop. He decided one season’s reward was suﬃcient for life and thus he stored it up and set to retire…
And I will say to my soul “Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years; take thing ease, eat, drink, and be merry.”
He died that night.
So many people share in his overconfidence, without even having a harvest. At least the rich farmer could look at some worldly thing and lie to himself, thinking he had time to relax and live off the fruit of his labor. On the other hand, there are lots of people out there who have every sign pointing to their soon end, but they live in denial, saying that they have more and more time, when in reality they have less and less.
You’re not promised a moment more than the present.
Get right with God, and be faithful.