Come unto me All ye that Labor

Well I am writing today with quite a heavy heart. Late Saturday night, our assistant band director took his own life. The first phase of silent shock was quickly stunted by witnessing my strongest, most stubborn teacher, break down in tears right in front of my class today. He was so upset that he had to dismiss us.

I can seek the Lord in death, in suffering, in sorrow, but suicide? The bible doesn't say a single word about it, it only speaks of giving life. I will not allow myself to believe the Devil won. God Damn him for persuading David Jones that his life was not worth living. I feel so much compassion for those he was close to, and all of the guilt and sorrow that will inevitably follow. The questions and regrets of only knowing him closer, would he have still done this.

I can't even imagine the kind of hopelessness that David felt. The kind of darkness and evil that consumed him in that moment makes me want to throw up. I am completely sickened by the devil. The anger I feel towards Satan is almost unbearable.

I pray with everything that I am that we hold on to each other and turn to God and not away from him in this moment. We cannot let Satan win. I pray sincerely that God shed his love and mercy on David.

Every moment I have ever felt this weight on my heart, my soul rests on Matthew 11:28-

"Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest"

I must ask that we hold fast to our Sovereign Lord in defeating the devil daily, and that we not forget that it is a constant battle.