When I was in the Air Force as a Mental Health Technician I had the opportunity to meet a lot of suicidal patients. After crossing back into the civilian world I couldn’t help but think that things would be different. Yet everyday you hear of a tycoon who lost $1 billion of his $8 billion dollar fortune and turns to suicide. The rest of us just stop and think… hello Einstein, you have $7 billion left… but depression doesn’t care about how much money is in the bank. It’s an underlying issue.

It’s the moments when the sharp pencils on your desk look more like projectile objects. When life is just too hard and overwhelming to face. I’ve been there, I’ve done that. The only viable option outside of myself was Jesus. I’m not the type of guy to sing Cumbaya. I am on the other hand the type of guy who had lost hope in life when Jesus pulled me out of a blanket of darkness surrounding me. I don’t know, maybe you’re in your cubicle writing some Ruby on Rails code for Microsoft wondering if life is worth living. Jesus wants to show you the light too.

After all, He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.