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There is only one place a person can go and find healing ....

A year ago today I received a phone call from my grandma that my youngest brother had taken his life. He was only 26 years old. He left behind a wife, who was 8 months pregnant, and an 18 month old son.

When I first heard of my brother's passing, I was filled with shock and disbelief. Since then I have gone through periods of sadness, anger and finally acceptance.

As I sat at his funeral, and I saw all the people that loved him fill the room from corner to corner and out into the hall, I couldn't help but wonder if he had known, truly known, how much he was loved and how many loved him, would he have changed his mind? I kept hearing how he always had a smile on his face, that he was always happy, and that he would be the last person anyone would expect to take his own life. I don't know why he thought that taking his life was the only answer. I will never know.

If you are in a place where you think suicide is the only way to relieve the pain, make you forget something, get away from it all, please think of all the people who will miss you. Please think of all the people who love you. Your one act may end your pain, but it will cause pain to so many. 
 
There is only one way to truly heal .... Jesus! 
 
I encourage you, if you are thinking that suicide is your only answer, please find someone to talk to. Find someone to pray with you. Don't give up because for as much as you are loved by those here on earth, you are loved so much more by your Heavenly Father.
 
Here are some links to places that can help you -
 
 

Hope For The Heart 1-800-488-HOPE (4673)

Suicide Prevention 1-800-SUICIDE (784-2433)

My heart goes out to those who are hurting. My hope and prayer is that you turn to God for your comfort. 

Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13

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