welcome September 15, 2003 Issue

A matter of life

Bettie Gray

I treasure an experience I had about 20 years ago, when my daughter was only four or five years old.

For some reason I was yet to understand, I awoke in the middle of the night, feeling a need to pray. I sat up in bed, and after about a half-hour of gathering God's thoughts around me and listening for a specific direction for my prayer, I just asked God to let me know clearly what it was I was praying about. The word suicide came to mind.

I protested, "But I love my life. I haven't wanted to die since I found out about You!"

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