Suicide
Maybe it’s just me, but I’ve heard that word a lot lately. Seen it in news feeds and overheard it in conversations.
This is kinda a hard post for me to write… I’m not sure why exactly.
Maybe it hits a little too close to home, maybe it’s because I believe that stories and words have way of bringing life to dead things. Like even though I know these things are behind me the retelling of the pain brings up old feelings, feelings I don’t want brought back up…
When I was a teenager I was strongly possessed by self-harm. And suicide was a pretty daily thought process. When I think about the dark place I was in, I get sick, and even feel scarred. So if your hoping for juicy deets, well I’m not reliving unnescary details.
I wanted to write a post that exposes suicide from a Christian point of view. I want you to know how I overcame it, and hopefully encourage you in your personal life.
I grew up in a Christian home and believed myself to be a Christian my whole life! People who have Christ are supposed to be happy all the time, right? But there I was with an urge to serve into oncoming traffic… a mountain of sleeping pills loaded up in my palm…. a razor that I was compelled to push deeper and deeper into my veins…. And even a cold metal gun held up to my temple as tears, that I couldn’t actually feel, were falling off my cheeks.
I feel like its not uncommon, maybe you haven’t come as close as I have before, or maybe you were pushed even further then me; but I think everyone has had a suicidal thought at least once in their lives.
I actually wasn’t saved, and born again until I was 19 years old. I attended a missionary school in London called YWAM, and that is where I learned what a personal relationship with Christ actually looked like, and FELT like. I decided that salvation was less of the words whispered in a prayer at church and more of a compromise. I choose at that moment when I was 19, in London to give my life over to Christ instead of fighting him for full control.
I just want to share with you the one thing that really helped loosen the grip of suicide and self harm that Satan had on my life. This is not a self-help, to 5 easy steps to freedom from suicide! It’s just my experience.
If you are reading this and you are already born again, then you have probably heard this before. If you haven’t heard this before then I hope and pray it sinks in to your deeply into your spirit. If you have heard it before and you have never let the reality of it grasp you then I urge you to read the next sentence over and over again until it sinks in.
Satan has literally one goal on earth… to STEAL, to KILL, and to DESTROY.
You are probably thinking DUH, right?
But lets make this super personal and say that his goal is to STEAL, KILL and DESTROY, YOUR life, YOU!
He wants more than ANYTHING for you to die before you’ve experienced Christs salvation. The closer you are to learning the truth about that, the harder he will hit you! I’m also pretty sure you’ve heard the old lesson about the battle isn’t physical but its spiritual. Satan has an army waging a spiritual battle against your life CONSTANTLY.
I seriously did not mean for this post to be all preachy at you, but this topic kept coming up in my mind and its something I’m desperate for people to grasp.
Let me start this next paragraph by saying, no life is of greater value then another. BUT there are lives that are more threatening to satan then others… does that make sense?
He wants us all dead. Plain and simple. Weather that’s a physical death or even just a mental, emotion, spiritual death to all things that don’t revolve around yourself.
Somebody looked me in the eyes once and said to me “have you ever considered that Satan wants you dead so badly, BECAUSE you are a powerful spirit that is a threat to HIM.”
*BOOM* mind blown! (or is it just me?)
Maybe, when your feet hit the floor in the morning Satan shakes in his boots! (hehe, satan in boots) He is constantly terrified that YOU are going to get in the way of his stealing, killing and destroying, that he sends leagues of spiritual armies literally to crush every last breath from your lungs?
He is terrified of YOU.
At the point when I choose Christ as my savior, self-harm was an unwelcomed addiction. The process was hard but I slowly learned of his endless love for me, my self-worth, what a precious gift my life was, and of the fountain of joy that he could provide. Nothing was ever sunshine and rainbows, and nothing ever will be all easy sailing. But there was a change that I felt like never before and I was suddenly compelled to keep my life out of the enemies dirty hands.
Knowing that there is an enemy that wants you gone, and even becoming a Christian is NOT my instant cure for a suicide thought free life! But once I knew for myself the bounty that Satan had on my head, I was far more willing to fight tooth and nail, with the strength of Christ, and constantly pummel the crappy little piece of poop (Satan) into the ground.
I shared my story, I shared THIS story just a few times with people… each time I pleaded and I prayed and I forced myself to talk about things I didn’t want to talk about. and each time I did, a person came to me afterwards, looked me in the eyes, and told me that I had just prevented them from going home and committing suicide.
Through my words, God touched peoples hearts, through my pain, God prevented multiple suicides.
A girl literally handed me a suicide note she planned on leaving for her parents that very night… and I’m like “wow! If I hadn’t experienced this pain, and chosen to talk about it, would she still be alive right now?”
I’m not telling you this for my glory at ALL. In fact in till just this second only two people even knew about that… (and now everyone that reads this knows A LOT) *GULP*
God is the orchestrator of all the beauty that came from the pain.
I have a son. A son who lights up a whole freaking building when he smiles, a son who melts hearts with his kisses and a son who I’m sure will rock the kingdom of heaven hard core and bring Satan to his knees constantly. Im in the process of creating another life, a beautiful, strong, life bringing daughter. Through my words, three people choose to stay alive another day. Through my writing, I encourage my friends and family daily. Through missions I am the hands and feet of Christ, leading people to Gods Love. I will raise my children to be fierce world changers, and I will continue to speak Gods life into people.
Maybe it sounds cocky, but I get it Satan,
YOU WERE RIGHT TO BE AFRAID OF ME
If your currently dealing with suicidal thoughts, Gods sees you. Hes constantly reaching out a hand to, its YOUR choice weather to take it. He wont take anything from you, you aren’t willing to give, God is not a taker and he doesn’t force his will, or his love on anyone. ITS YOUR CHOICE.
Like I said, twice I think, this isn’t an instant fix to suicide. Even if you take the lords hand, you need to fight the enemy off daily to break the thoughts. Its like any addiction, it takes time and work to be rid of it. But on the bright side of things, God will provide you the strength you need to overcome!
Next time the thoughts pop in your head, think about how much worth you have, how powerful you must be, in order for Satan to want your death SO badly! Think about the life that you could bring in the future, even if you don’t mother or father children, your life could save a life. And no matter where you end up, if Christ is with you, he WILL make beauty from ashes.