Suicide. It destroys a life but hurts everyone.
About ten years ago, a brilliant young lady attended our church. She had a charismatic personality, and people liked her.
For some reason, she had an obsession with suicide. She talked and wrote about it even though she came from a loving family and didn’t display signs of depression. Our youth pastor often talked to her about the topic and made her promise never to do it.
My husband and I went to a theater one night that young people attended. That night they had a open mike, and this young gal read a poem on suicide. It alarmed us, and my husband went to talk to her father. His dad already knew her tendency and shrugged it off.
However, one morning her parents found a suicide note. Shortly afterward, police found her body. Dead.
The mother and father were devastated. I remember the funeral. My husband felt guilty that he hadn’t been more adamant in his conversation with the father.
For weeks afterward various church members talked about the suicide. People that hardly knew her wished they had said something or done something to prevent her actions. In essence, the whole church grieved and experienced guilt. That surprised me. But it was such a tragedy and we all regretted it.
God gives life, and he restores life. Sin brings death. And it’s Satan’s lie that death is better than life.
Heb 2:14 says
Therefore, since the children share in flesh and blood, He Himself likewise also partook of the same, that through death He might render powerless him who had the power of death, that is, the devil.
Christina Rose is my guest today, and she shares from her family’s experiences.