Why?

Last night, one of my best friend's friend tried to commit suicide. He tried to shoot himself. I was bawling my eyes out, and I don't even know the poor kid. All I could think about was, what's so bad in your life that you think killing yourself is the answer? It just breaks my heart hearing about teen suicide. I cry every.single.time. You have so much to live for, you're not getting rid of the pain, you're passing it on to those that love you.

I kept refreshing his Facebook wall, seeing everybody's support and prayers for him to make it through. Everybody, even people that don't know him, had him in their prayers. The power of prayer. <3

But this morning during work study, I couldn't get it off my mind; it's all I could think about. I kept thinking about how hard it would be to lose someone, especially somebody your age, because they felt there was no other way out. And what if you could have done something, but you didn't? These are the questions that haunt me when something happens like this.

I checked Facebook during a break, and I read that he got out of surgery and was alive and breathing. Thank you God, for hearing our prayers and saving someone who has so much life ahead of him. I truly do believe in the power of prayer. <3

Sincerely,
This would happen