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Last night, our daughter spent hours trying to convince one of her classmates not to end their life.  I wish I could say that this is a first, but all of our kids have been pulled into this sort of thing before.  It was late, and the situation was far from settled when I finally forced her off the phone.  This morning, she woke up troubled and exhausted.  As I sensed her emotional state, I was impressed to write it down.  Please pray for our young people, these are difficult times and their struggles are real.

 

Are You Still Here?

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As my eyes reluctantly crack open, I can see that it’s still dark

And I wonder whether you’re still here

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It was another night of tears and prayers

And words that seemed to fall to the ground

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I tried everything I could think of

But eventually, I ran out of things to say

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You seemed to have a counterpoint for every encouragement

And ultimately I could not carry you to a place you refused to go

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When we hung up the phone, I cried out to God

But I knew that He wouldn’t force Himself on you

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I know that you’re looking for someone who will take away the pain

But you’ve grown immune to the love that’s already around you

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No one has the strength to pry the hurt from your clinched fists

No one else can provide you with the desire to go on

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Hope can be an elusive thing

But it’s not because it’s complicated

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You don’t necessarily need to believe that things will get better

But you have to be open to the possibility that they could

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For whatever it’s worth, I really do love you

And it’s hard not to feel as though I’ve let you down

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I keep searching for a remedy

But the shelves of the medicine chest look empty

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So I lay here in the pre-dawn hours of the morning

And I wonder whether you’re still here