Rising up from the Ashes
His father was in so much pain, that he was just not rational and he was not thinking about the effects of his actions on his family. He only knew that in that moment, he wanted the pain to go away and could not see his own healing in the future. I have known others who suffered the same type of injury and went through physical rehabilitation and treatment (holistic and otherwise) with amazing results. I always thought that maybe if he could have just held on a little longer, he would have been able to heal from his pain.
Last year I received an email from a man living thousands of miles away in another country who had found my website on the internet. He wanted to know if I could assist him spiritually with his life questions and problems. I told him I would sure try to help in any way I possibly could. He was terribly depressed and admitted that he had tried to kill himself over his health and personal problems. He was suffering both mentally and physically from not one, but two serious and life threatening diseases. I wrote back and told him that he should never consider doing such a thing ever again and why. I told him that there is always a solution, there is always hope no matter what you think in hopeless. I said, “You have a future and a purpose and so many experiences that your soul came here to live through”. I wanted him to know that his life was a miracle and if you take your life, your very soul will have to answer and you will be made to look at the absurdity of doing such a thing. I couldn’t just get in the car and drive over to talk to him so I told him stories to make him laugh, remembering a movie I had seen with Jodie Foster called Nim’s Island. Her character had agoraphobia and had to travel to a remote island to save a little girl she had met online. I told him I really didn’t like to fly, so please don’t make me come to your country to talk some sense into you!
We developed a real friendship. I encouraged him to continue seeking help with a doctor and his family for emotional support. I told him several things about his future and why there was so much more to look forward to.
He promised he would never try such a thing again. Our emails went on and on and I could tell through his words that he started having hope again. Now, it’s been over a year and he is happier, healthier, and wiser and has a new outlook on his future. He made the choice to have the courage to keep on living and his life is coming together in ways he could not see before. He walked out of the ashes and learned how to fly again. When I think about how far he has come since those first emails, I can see what an inspiration he is to anyone who loses hope.
