Today's blog piece will be a bit different. I debated about putting it out here, but think it may resonate with others and let them know they are not alone. This is a piece I wrote in the very early hours of Sept. 6th, following my brother-in-law's death on Sept. 1st, 2014. It is very personal and I hope you will treat it as such. If you have any questions concerning my faith, send me and e-mail, I would be happy to respond.
Lost Lives, But Not Lost Hope
By PR Henriksen
It's the very early am of a week we'd hoped never to live through again- the death of a loved one. Worse it's the second time for me, and the third or more for my sister's family, of being touched by suicide. Unlike the old MASH theme song, we've learned the hard way that suicide isn't painless for those who have been left behind without answers, or for those who have left.
