Life given, Take not Away

He thinks of these thoughts,

now resolute, thereafter he says,

"Tonight, I'll drink with the guys and girls, and party all night long. Till late at night,

I'll return home.

Sometime after midnight, or early morning the next day, he slowly staggers home.

The smiling face, happy facade

quickly drifting away.

"Today, I'll do it. I'm much too

stressed to go on living."

He tells himself, upon arriving home. With a rope and knife

prepared in the dark, his life

reaches an end.

Why did he have a knife in his hand, you ask?

It's 'cause he actually didn't want to die, that he took the

knife with him to try to cut

the rope at the last second.

The thing is, even though he

didn't actually want death, he chose it. Woe to his young

wife and beautiful children.

I didn't actually know the

young fellow but some time

just before he died, I saw him.

I remembered him and it hurt.

Though, we couldn't bring him

back, I wish someone had seen

through his facade and stopped

to look beyond his fake smile.

Gave him a hug and sat to talk

with him, let him spill all about

his troubles and worries,

then tell him:

Friend, Jesus loves you and He

saves, rest all your burden on him. He'll make your smile

genuine again, or like before

never before, and inform you

that you are capable of winning

over the struggles of life with

his help.

Since I or anyone else can't do for him that which I wish,

I'll have to keep his beautiful

wife and young children

always in my prayer.