Friday, September 25, 2015

Why Are They Killing Themselves?

Another teenager took her life in our little town this week. Someone said it was our 12th suicide this year.

The loss of her hangs in the air. A quiet aching.

I heard about her death and then shortly afterward found myself watching immense flames engulf an old landmark building downtown. Booming, sparking, crackling hot fire shot up into the sky piercing the quiet. 


They're knocking down the smoldering, ash-covered walls today. The old Brown Shoe Company is only a memory...like the teenager.

Why are so many killing themselves?

I was told some of them have attended various churches in town. Why don't they want to live? Are they not understanding the message of Jesus?  

What message are they getting about Him? Is it the one that claims nothing changes other than being forgiven?

Do they believe they are pretty much stuck the way they've always been, filled with conflicting emotions, thoughts, images, and beliefs about themselves and about life that leave them in turmoil? 

Does their understanding of Christianity keep them chained to the treadmill of comparing and competing for physical attractiveness and all things fleshly? 

Do they even realize their body only houses the real them and that they must focus their energy on nurturing their soul in order to live life abundantly?

Jesus offers so much more than most of us realize these days. 

If only incidents like this would drive us to seek what we are missing!

My prayer is that my little town would come to realize how lost many are from the truth of what following Jesus really looks like. 

I pray we will respond to this tragedy with a fervent commitment to pursue Him with all our heart, mind, soul, and strength, and that we will begin to see our life and lives all around us transformed evermore into the joy-filled life He promises us!

"O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste." ~ Song of Solomon 2:3