Wednesday, 26 September 2012

Desolate

Desolate

A relative of mine has committed suicide today. My mind is numb and racing at the same time. Why? I wish I had know him. I wish I had built a relationship with him. I wish I was with his family. I wish I was with my spouse and our children.

His death diminishes me.

What can I do? I pray. The Church prays for him with me. She tells me not to despair. She tells me that God has His ways. I rush to you, Jesus, in the Eucharist. You suffered on the cross. You felt abandoned by your Father. You died, but you rose again. Console my brother’s family! Embrace him with your love!