Why are we committing suicide?

 I couldn’t help but wonder why suicide had been so prevalent in our times, a time when we have such comforts and riches people in the past never even dreamt of. What is there to lose all interest in the life we’re living in? What kind of depression is there to make us overcome even the fear of death itself rather than face our present lives?

In my previous article MAN’S PURPOSE, I’ve noted how only human beings were asking what meaning there is in their lives. The answer I found was that we are the only ones gifted with free will. Unlike animals, we are not bound to merely do what our bodies were designed to perform, like birds who were meant to fly for instance, or a fish who’s meant to swim. On the contrary, we are gifted with the opportunity to choose how it is we should make use of our lives, how we can live it to the very full.

Yet why the frustration? Why the emptiness and loneliness that went along with it instead? Isn’t this against the survival instincts we’re supposed to be equipped with by nature? Somehow, I couldn’t help but think that one reason is the death of our belief in a God to whom we are accountable to, and to whom we can offer our lives. SOUL HUNGER. Whether we admit it or not, is the cause of many of our attempts to just end it all and escape the terrible pangs of a hunger we cannot satisfy.

I believe that each of us needs purpose, each needs to be loved, each has the desire to please somebody else other than the self. And in these times when we are bombarded with millions of ideas on self improvement, self gratification and self worship, is it not obvious why we become so frustrated? We get disappointed because we are not perfect ourselves, atleast, not yet. We fail ourselves. And when we do, we have no one else to run into because eveybody else is busy with their own selves, in their own worlds.

In truth, we may be killing ourselves because God has left us, because we thought we couldn’t run to Him anymore in our darkest hour, when all else and everybody else has deserted us. Despite of everything we’ve achieved, there remains an emptiness inside we couldn’t understand, a voice that seems to tell us to finally end it all rather than suffer the DARK NIGHT our souls couldn’t bear anymore. We are not dying for ourselves. We are not dying for the problems and frustrations that naturally afflict all of nature’s creatures. In the end, we may realize that we are in truth DYING FOR GOD.

Related Books:

In Your Hour of Grief

Beloved

A Different Prayer

This article was written by Jocelyn Soriano at www.itakeoffthemask.com

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