To a Young Person Contemplating Suicide
A twelve-year old girl was being remembered in the morning news. She committed suicide last year because some mean girls bullied her. She killed herself and broke her family’s heart. Since that day, I have learned in the news of several more suicides of young people. It distresses me. We wonder what we could say. Well, I know what I want to say. It is one word: wait! Waiting is not an absence of thought or activity. It’s about making a choice to suspend negative thought or action. There is hope in this kind of waiting. True, at the present time we can’t see how things will get any better, but waiting says “Maybe there’s something I don’t know; maybe it’s okay to have hope.” Where there’s hope, there is a chance that something will happen to change either the situation or to change me. Of course, there comes a time when the waiting is over and we step into a new phase of our life. We get the job; we fall in love; we get pregnant; the kids graduate; we enter graduate school; we find a friend; we get an idea—the list of ways our circumstances change is endless. But there’s another way: the way of the inward change. We believe. We believe in God; we believe in our worth; we learn to speak our minds; we cherish solitude; we make friends through books; we become strong. So wait! Wait to let this hard time pass. Wait to see if God is real and if He cares. (He is and He does.) Wait! You can’t see the joys around the corner, but they are there. Please, wait.