He wanted to die. For whatever reason, life on this side of Heaven is not what he wanted. Maybe it was too big a disappointment. Maybe it was too hard. Maybe it was too painful or maybe, just maybe, it was the separation of his earthly vessel from His Heavenly Creator that caused a cavernous emptiness so encompassing that he felt only death could fix it.
So he set a course of action in play, one he was sure would take him out of this world, out of his pain, out of his misery, out of his suffering, BUT…God.
“You can make many plans, but the LORD’S purpose will prevail.” – Proverbs 19:21 (NLT)
This day was not like any other day. His body screamed “enough” and told him in more ways than one that he couldn’t keep going at the rate he was going. Many pieces and parts of his inner frame started to shut down from the years of abuse. He was on a mission, but so was God.
He would find himself in the ICU, hooked up to numerous medications. Each day during his stay I watched his body fight back from the brink of death. I witnessed glimpses of hope. I saw his body get the rest it so desperately needed to repair the damage from the choices he made.
I was very much aware of God’s mercies being new every morning and each second as recovery took over destruction. I watched the hands and feet of Jesus at work in those who claimed not to believe in Him. And I marveled as I watched God wooing those who are wandering. How could I not be amazed at His beautiful and amazing grace?
I was reminded of this verse: “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.” – Psalm 23:4 (NKJV)
I don’t know the reason he set out on his own path away from God. But his plans did not prevail, and he’s still here. Whatever caused that broken relationship with himself, the one that told him, his life was not worth living, is as personal as the love Jesus has for him. And just as I saw miracles happen over the course of that hospital stay, I know God won’t stop reaching, fighting for His son, His child, His beautiful creation.
I know, because I also found myself wanting to quit this world when it got too hard and the pain seemed unbearable many years ago. It was in this place of desolation and the belief that no one cared that I thrashed about like a fish out of water screaming: “God, where are you?” And He whispered, “I’m right here, where are you?”
Indeed, where was I? Sin had pulled me far from God, but not so far that His love couldn’t save me. So, if you feel the lack of God’s mighty presence, I wonder, where are you? Because God, He’s right here. I know, because His promise in Deuteronomy 31:6 says: “I will never leave you or forsake you.” Never…that’s a long time.
Sweet friend, if you’re still here, please don’t give up, there’s more to your story than just this moment. Whatever piece of this journey you’re on, it’s nothing that will last forever…it’s just a season. Please remember, you’re life is precious and you have a purpose and there is no one exactly like you that can do all you were created to do.
Your story’s not over, it’s just beginning.
Blessed to be Broken 
Yes, amen, our story is not over. We must choose life in God. He will see us through. Blessing as you seek to find your way through this. You can do it.
Thank you, Nancy! I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment here! God will indeed see us through it all.
Never ceases to amaze me… I think about when will she do another post & BAM. Here it is. Not only that…it is almost always an issue I’m dealing with aka ghosts from a life God doesn’t remember or verses I needed reminded to re-remember. This blog was like reading a suspense novel. Yikes. Your a gifted writer, no doubt. I fully appreciate your soul sharing. I will pray this person in your life will know God’s healing peace. Miss & love ya! Because He loves us first, Patty Pierce from AK
On Sat, Oct 13, 2018, 9:30 AM Blessed to be Broken wrote:
> Trish Cordell posted: “He wanted to die. For whatever reason, life on this > side of Heaven is not what he wanted. Maybe it was too big a > disappointment. Maybe it was too hard. Maybe it was too painful or maybe, > just maybe, it was the separation of his earthly vessel from His Hea” >
I love and miss you much Patty! Thank you again for the kind words and I appreciate the prayers more than you know! Big hugs and bold prayers to you sister friend. xoxo
I’m reminded if when He did it for me. I too felt that desperation. I too had to see it in my own child. Oh BUT God!!! He is faithful and that person is still here. God’s got him!