I had three friends that died prematurely and I always looked at their awful decisions could only be explained by some sort of metaphysical wisdom. I remember them, one atheist two Christians as bright and gifted, full of life and love individuals'. There is not one topic we didn't touch upon while we discussed life. And as with all my friends, I refused to get into superficial conversation because even if the topic was superficial, like a movie, we'd dig deep into it; how did it effect your opinion of yourself, God / Christ, and the world? Let's speak clearly honestly and with care (hopefully).
I'll tell how they died. The first was Ryan, an atheist who was my nephew-in-law; he committed suicide. The second was Victor, a Christian friend since adolescence; he died in hospital during his third surgery, for Hepatitis C. The third was Alex - a childhood Christian friend, - died after receiving a head wound (frying pan) from his girlfriend - and instead of seeking help, he simply went to sleep.
And the reason I'm writing this is that I was recently in a life and death situation and I went straight to the Scriptures and kept at them till I found an answer. And I want the madness to be to an extent unveiled. Also, maybe I may reach out to a Christian who may identify with this hard subject and draw life affirming conclusions.
Anyway why all the deaths? I'm lead to believe that in all cases they were very human reasons, except no one knows how deep they actually cut the person. Ryan told me he was abused as a child. Now, I have seen this cause as one of the most venomous ones in sufferers of mental and emotional disorders, addictions etc. To numb himself Ryan would go on drug binges but finally he met and married my niece. He showed great promise in treatment and graduated at the top of his Nursing Anesthesiologist class was invited to work in one of the top Hospitals in the country. To celebrate this he went to Mexico with my niece and went on one of his binges. This resulted in endless problems for over a period of time; he finally went into rehab (as he did before) and he called my niece from there and asked her to take him back (she wouldn't) - he left the rehab and overdosed. Ryan never quite was able to put his abuse into perspective and then he lost his only hope.
Victor, had the misfortune of having terrifically successful siblings - brother and sister. He suffered from this in a very private way, and chose sales as a profession. He continuously kept taking big gambles that cost him. He was constantly trying to keep up with his brother who would buy a yacht, for instance. He was also predisposed to alcohol. He was a OSAS Christian who I would constantly - in a good way - would be searching scripture to make our points. He was fortunate in terms of The Lord, giving him time and the last thing he said to me was not scared of death and wanted "to be taken to his Daddy, Abba." Oh and he admitted to me that he thought siblings should never be compared. I didn't realize that was such a heavy cross for him to bare.
Alex was a poster guy for popularity. He got many wonderful things in life. His desire for life's forbidden fruit was too much for him. So at the end he was a divorced man living with a divorced woman who were drinking excessively. He didn't really fit into the group I'm talking about; the people with unmet desires or having life force things upon you. But I had to mention him in remembrance.
So, if you have a bitter battle over losing a loved one, not being able to have children, not being educated, being pushed around, not liking who you are or whatever else it may be, realize you have to be sincerely be honest with yourself and Christ. Make your problem known to close ones and / or therapist. Realize the stakes; this life is difficult. And no one is without bruises in this short life we have. May Christ bring you victory through your trials. Just don't take them lightly or numb yourself out of life.