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When You Just Couldn’t Reach Them

When You Just Couldn’t Reach Them

Even though the water was only ankle deep, there was a 20 foot drop cascading into a beautiful waterfall just on the other side. The roar of the water made it impossible for you to hear me, "Get back! Watch the edge!" You were a safe distance away from the edge, but...

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Before Him shall bow all who go down to the dust,
even the one who could not keep himself alive.

Psalm 22:29

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   The week my son Tristan ran to heaven, I remember feeling desperate to hear from other Christians who had children that could not keep themselves alive. Surely, my husband and I are not the only ones? Surely, there are other children who loved Christ and lived for Him until they could not stand to live any longer? I opened my computer and googled the first words that came to mind: Christian, suicide, loss, family. Then I waited for help to pop up on my screen.

   Nothing. Nothing came up.

   At first, I thought I must have made a typo, so I tried different words again and again. The only things I could find were groups for suicide survivors. There was not a single site for people like us: A mom and a dad with a family who loved the Lord, who leaned on God’s Word, and who never imagined that suicide could touch their lives.

   If you are that person, this website is for you.

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"Come and hear, all you who fear God,
And I will tell what He has done for my soul."
Psalm 66:16

When You Just Couldn’t Reach Them

When You Just Couldn’t Reach Them

Even though the water was only ankle deep, there was a 20 foot drop cascading into a beautiful waterfall just on the other side. The roar of the water made it impossible for you to hear me, "Get back! Watch the edge!" You were a safe distance away from the edge, but...

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Nobody Knew

Nobody Knew

     I wore your socks today, slipping my feet into what used to hold yours. You had such long feet. We even noticed that when you were born and included their measurement on your birth announcement. Tracing your tiny tooties back then, how could I have known...

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Pain in the Fourth Year

Pain in the Fourth Year

Tristan's dear friend's dad went to heaven today and I'm sure Tristan got to hug him. Death of any kind brings Tristan's death nearer. "Be to me a rock of refuge to which I may continually come." Continually.  Will we ever stop needing refuge in this life where...

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The Sign

The Sign

The “me” before Tristan was so different and foolish compared to the “me” after Tristan.

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I Didn’t Bring Flowers

I Didn’t Bring Flowers

  I didn't bring flowers to your grave, but I brought tears. As I leaned down the tears splashed on your headstone. So I dipped my finger in the puddle and used it as an inkwell to trace your name.  I know you are more alive than ever and in heaven right now but the...

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