Filed under Action & Being
Tagged as assisted suicide, Death, Friendship, Perseverance, Sanctification, self-delivery
My L, it was extremely precious to me, after a dear friend took his own life, to read Lamentations 3. I know the first half of the chapter was where he was in that hour — and I was not able to be there for or with him. But more precious still, I realised that the Lord was there: this chapter is about him — and as I read on and felt the awful stab of my friend’s cutting short of breath before he could utter the words of hope, I realised the precious truth that the Lord had hoped through it perfectly for him.
The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
“The LORD is my portion,” says my soul,
“therefore I will hope in him.”
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