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By the time we graduated from High School, most of my close friends
had an idea what we wanted to do with our lives. Some wanted to get jobs
and go to work, others shipped off to college with a specific occupation
in mind, but there were a few that didn't have a clue. It was fun to go
to our 20th High School reunion a few years ago to see how people's
lives were turning out.
It was nice to see how they had matured. Personally, I think it was
because their wives had whipped them into shape (I know mine has).
On the whole, I'm proud of my graduating class. Most of my friends have
good families, good jobs and are doing quite well for themselves. Those
from my youth group are all serving the Lord in the local church. Some
of them are even deacons and teachers.
The room wasn't completely full. There was an empty chair that one of
my friends should have occupied. He'd swallowed the barrel of a gun before
our 20th. Life didn't turn out like he wanted, so he ended it
all. I'm not sure why. I heard that his business wasn't doing so well and
neither was his marriage. I was angry at him. Why didn't he call? Why didn't
he reach out to someone, anyone, me?
Everyone suffers disappointments and set backs. At my friend's funeral,
the pastor did a wonderful job. He didn't skirt the issue of suicide. He
made it clear that it was wrong and wasn't God's plan for handling life's
problems. But He also brought us comfort that it was not an unpardonable
My friend knew the Lord. And even if that relationship wasn't strong
enough to keep him from taking his own life, it is comforting to know where
he is spending his eternity.
I can't think about my reunion without remembering the empty chair that
was in the room, and when I do, I pray for the children of my friend that
should have been sitting there.
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