What a difference a day can make. What a difference even a few hours can make sometimes.
This morning I woke early and had convinced myself that the only way to right my upside down world was to crawl back in bed and start over.
About that time my phone rang. My friend called me to let me know her brother had died. Her brother had been very ill for a long time, to hear he had died would not have been shocking, the fact that he took his own life was.
I am so deeply sorry for his family. This brother knew and loved the Lord but I fear his ongoing illness drug him down in to a pit of despair. In his right mind he would have done anything to protect his family from the pain of this type of loss causes.
Chronic and terminal illnesses are so hard on families and often they become cut of from church fellowship and friendships. They can easily become the "forgotten". Please pray for this family and if you know of someone that is going through a difficult time, get off the computer right now and give them a call, send them a card, or better yet VISIT! It will only take a minute of your time but will bless them more than you will ever know! You may be the lifeline they need.