… that deadly rope

For the nth time, I heard of someone who had just ended her life.  While browsing the internet, I found a suicide poem.   The words are incredibly thought of and written.  But just like this poem, people will not truly understand why that “crime” was committed.  For them, it’s easy to say something, I hope they don’t really mean. 

Then I remembered this line… “You killed yourself and you didn’t think of me” 

I told my friend, “I told you, the world triumphs in making people feel alienated.”  She asked me several questions that I didn’t bother to reply. 

“It’s faith that’s lacking!”, I said to myself. 

Fortunate are those who went through the same stage and managed to get over and learned gradually the value of fighting for their lives and keeping whatever it is that’s more essential.  It’s not the courage that saved them, but their inner spirit calling and struggling that their “Faith” is more powerful than “hopelessness” and “fear”.
There are those inflicted with severe illness, spent millions just to live more… some even travelled abroad seeking for best medical practitioners to help them live.  Others even go to the extent of crying in front of television just to ask monetary help for them or their loved-ones to get well…

Then how come, you have the nerve to cut it short?  Isn’t that so unfair and too cruel?  

Everytime I think of it, I always put myself on just one scenario:   

Evil on the left, my guardian angel on the right, God at the center holding me, while I am about to hang myself…  

Will you, despite the many blessings that you have, trade your life over to that evil?  Would you want to see God weeping that you have disregarded faith over your worldly fears? 

Will you come with the evil?  Or will you kneel down and embrace God?   

Pray that life be lived as what God expects you to have it… Pray … Pray… Pray… 

God answers prayers! J