Suicide

[jeffg]

> I have learned God never gives you nothing you can't handle.... <

If that was true, no one would commit suicide.

Often it's only a belief in God that allows people to handle certain things, e.g. terminal illness, the death of a child or long-term spouse etc.

My personal favorite is watching avowed atheists call on God during big earthquakes.

In the end, we're all given something we can't handle, at least physically: death.

 

[yogitunes]

God gives you test, as to character, of how well you deal with it, some pass, some fail....

otherwise...there wouldn't be suicide, death, disease, despair, poverty...

with out it, we would all live in a picture perfect world where the sky is bright, not a cloud in sight, and it's sunny all the time with a rainbow overhead, this is all a dream world we don't live in!....we don't know why, it just happens that way!

 

[jeffg]

Whether a person "passes" or "fails", does that make death something other than what it is?

The concepts of afterlife, God etc came about only when people made themselves so important that they could no longer bear the reality of their own finality. These mythologies date back to the Egyption pharoahs and possibly earlier.

 

[spankomatic]

These mythologies date back to the Egyption pharoahs and pos

The Power of Myth. Bill Moyers and Joseph Campbell. A great book to read on this topic.

Jim

 

[jamman_98]

I had my own issues

When I was living with my ex and he continued to rape me financially, I had considered suicide myself. I could not figure out how to get away from him without being homeless. I had no friends to help me. But in my deepest darkest moments one thing kept me going. Max, my beagle mix. Every time I looked in those sad brown eyes, all I could think of was who would take care of him. Max kept me going. He is my best buddy and a life saver.

Joe
jamman_98

 

[yogitunes]

well....It's just said were here for a short time in this existence.....and for most were here from lets say 1958 - 2008 on your tombstone.....what really mattered is what happened during the "DASH" period of your life, not what year you were born or died, but what you did in between is what you are supposed to be judged by when you reach the pearly gates....

we all have had hard times in the past, and things can get upsetting, but as long as someone or something got you thru, thats all that matters, like Joe said, if those brown puppy eyes got him thru a tough time, there was a reason that puppy found him, and better days would happen, just not fast enough, but it happened, and were glad for that!

years ago I was physically abused by a roommate, not a partner, never thought about ending it all, but had no where to go, and no friends or family close by, I was just scared for my life, and made plans the next morning to get out, took me 6 very long weeks to get up money, and plans and one day while he was at work, I gathered my stuff and moved out....I don't know where I got the will to hang in there, and stay under the same roof....the stupid thing was, an argument started between us over a load of laundry being done while I was going to sleep and he didn't want the machine running while we slept, but thats how I ended up with a broken bedroom door and a black eye, depression is in many forms, and hopefully theres a reason to go on, just to get you thru the hard times, it may not seem like it will get better, but somehow it does....life goes on....