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What if happiness is beyond your reach? What if you are not wired to feel happy at will?
This past week has brought to the fore issues that have been around for a very long time but are not widely understood. Mental health, depression, suicide. These three words resounded loudly in social media after two high-profile personalities took their lives only days apart.
Both were perceived to be happy, wealthy and influential - yet, at that moment of weakness, depression took over and claimed their charmed lives.
I do not know exactly what they were going through before committing suicide. What I know is that no person who is happy, who can still hope, who can still find meaning in their lives can do this.
I also know that NO ONE wants to be THAT LONELY.
Much has been written about recognizing depression among our loved ones, what to do or say as well as helplines and professionals to call when it goes beyond our capabilities.
The strongest message though is to get professional help.
In my little corner, I can only pray for them and all else who are feeling depressed right now. This brought me to write today.
Somehow, in the light of these recent events, I came to appreciate prayer time even more. Three gifts that prayer has brought me which I hope to accompany me all my days.
1. Never alone. I appreciate how in prayer I never feel alone. There is always that someone who knows me 100% and still listens to my none sense anyway.
2. Strong fortress, safe harbour. I know that not everything will go my way. However, I always know that however which way things may go, it has a purpose and that He's got me.
3. There is always something to hope for. Tomorrow, good times, people, heaven. All these I am SURE to happen.
I believe it is hard to pray when things are really really gloomy. I can only image the struggle to feel you are with someone when you are surrounded by people but still feels alone. More so, it must be really difficult to capture that voice that brings about peace when there are so many voices outside or in our head telling us what to do, who we are or who we are not.
In the end, help IS THERE. This fact does not change.
This past week has brought to the fore issues that have been around for a very long time but are not widely understood. Mental health, depression, suicide. These three words resounded loudly in social media after two high-profile personalities took their lives only days apart.
Both were perceived to be happy, wealthy and influential - yet, at that moment of weakness, depression took over and claimed their charmed lives.
I do not know exactly what they were going through before committing suicide. What I know is that no person who is happy, who can still hope, who can still find meaning in their lives can do this.
I also know that NO ONE wants to be THAT LONELY.
Much has been written about recognizing depression among our loved ones, what to do or say as well as helplines and professionals to call when it goes beyond our capabilities.
The strongest message though is to get professional help.
In my little corner, I can only pray for them and all else who are feeling depressed right now. This brought me to write today.
Somehow, in the light of these recent events, I came to appreciate prayer time even more. Three gifts that prayer has brought me which I hope to accompany me all my days.
1. Never alone. I appreciate how in prayer I never feel alone. There is always that someone who knows me 100% and still listens to my none sense anyway.
2. Strong fortress, safe harbour. I know that not everything will go my way. However, I always know that however which way things may go, it has a purpose and that He's got me.
3. There is always something to hope for. Tomorrow, good times, people, heaven. All these I am SURE to happen.
I believe it is hard to pray when things are really really gloomy. I can only image the struggle to feel you are with someone when you are surrounded by people but still feels alone. More so, it must be really difficult to capture that voice that brings about peace when there are so many voices outside or in our head telling us what to do, who we are or who we are not.
In the end, help IS THERE. This fact does not change.
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