It’s extremely sad…
Mental illness, whether called Depression, Bipolar, Schizophrenia, or whatever, or just plain deep sadness through recent unhappy circumstances, anything that leads to a lack of hope in life, and then suicide is so sad.
The loss of a precious life. Not by an accident, or quirk of nature, but by the choice of the one who is no longer with us.
Those left, of course, have their own pain, regrets and sadness to deal with.
How precious is a human life?
Precious enough to seek to save it.
Jesus said about himself,
“For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.”
Luke 19:10 (NIV) (http://www.laridian.com)
For me, it’s one thing to be lost in this short life, but it’s another thing to be lost in eternity, with all the length and depth of that.
That’s why Jesus’ offer has proven so good for me. He said,
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. [29] Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. [30] For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Matthew 11:28-30 (NIV) (http://www.laridian.com)
Every lifestyle, no matter how seemingly freeing or individualistic, has a yoke, some sort of inherent burden or set of boundaries that goes with it. Jesus said his is “light”, compared with the rest.
Do you think it would be?