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[title] => Why Did He Do It?
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[bodytext] => Why Did He Do It? Lord, why did he do it? I’m probably not going to get an answer…that I could even begin to accept this side of heaven. My mind understands that my first born son chose to end his life. But my heart still cries. It cries for his pain that I could not stop. It cries because he thought there was no other way to end his pain. Reasoning, I get. You and I have written about it – but my mother heart still cries bitter tears for all the beautiful days he’s missing out on. It cries for the college degree he will never have the chance to spread his wings in the job market with or the woman he could have met who would have loved and understood and accepted him just the way he was. And I shed tears for all the sweet grandchildren we will never get to enjoy. I look at his picture with his big grin – and my heart breaks. I see other brothers pummeling each other, obviously acting like brothers – and my heart breaks. I pick up his billfold and finger every personal piece of paper – and my heart breaks. I go to the cemetery to see the slab of marble with his name on it – and my heart breaks. I hear of other suicide deaths on the news – and my heart breaks for the loved ones left behind to pick up the pieces. Lord, how can we blend together the business of every day life with heartbreak? Life is a mixture of pain and joy, suffering and comfort, tragedy and peace. How do we blend them together to make an emulsion when they are opposites; like oil and water? That is where You come in, isn’t it? You are the “Glue” that holds us together in the midst of our times of joy and trouble. Lord, I can guarantee that there will be more sadness and tears, but with Your huge arms wrapped around me we can walk this journey together and when it ends, It will be all joy and no more tears. You’ve promised. “He will wipe all tears from their eyes, and there will be no more death, suffering, crying, or pain. These things of the past are gone forever.” Revelation 21:4, CEV [comments] => 1 [counter] => 136 [topic] => 39 [informant] => picklepuss [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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