Today is World Suicide Prevention Day and it’s really important. Last year, a friend told me she attempted to take her life and that made me panic. I was frightened to realise that someone with so much to give felt so horribly alone, so utterly useless, so unimportant that she really thought if she left, no one would notice. Depression is a little more than an imaginary demon; it’s a real, tangible emotion some people feel. And whenever you’re graced with the chance to, it’s up to each of us to make other people feel like they do deserve some space on God’s green earth. The http://www.twloha.com campaign (check it!) focused on preventing suicide in young people, asks you to say why No One Else Can Play Your Part. No one else can play my part because I’m shockingly, disturbingly silly yet incredibly focused and principled…and that’s not a mix you see everyday. Ha! I really believe that my life counts and so does yours. A little kindness can go a long way and that’s a lesson I’m trying to imbibe daily. Why can no one else play your part? #NoOneElse14
I’ll add one of my favourite scriptures to this, even when it doesn’t feel like it please remember:
“And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,[a] neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. 39 No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
-Romans 8:38-39 (NLT)
The excerpt below was gotten from the To Write Love On Her Arms (twloha) site:
“NO ONE ELSE CAN PLAY YOUR PART
This story is a tragedy at times, a comedy some days, a drama safe to say.
You will find things and you will lose things in this life. There will be awesome starts and awful endings, but do keep going, because the part you play is sacred.
You are something priceless, you and all your fears and dreams. This story seems impossible at times, but there is still some time to be surprised, still some time to live surprises.
So may we live an honest story and may we meet each other in the questions, in the aches and the broken places. May we know that it’s okay to ask for help, okay to stop and rest, okay to start again.
Life seems to be a story of holding on and letting go, learning which is which and when. You were made for love and knowing. No one else can play your part.”
-World Suicide Prevention Day, September 10.
Oh Wendelyn! 