Yesterday my daughter received a message on her phone announcing the death of a school counselor. Ironically the lady committed suicide just a week after giving a class on suicide prevention.

People who want to end it all are woefully ignorant of the facts of life. The all-important fact that they need to know is that life doesn't end at death. Life never ends. What is at stake is the quality of that never-ending life. The person who commits suicide immediately becomes aware that he is still alive, and that he has vastly compounded the problems he had hoped to escape. He finds himself in a different environment where he no longer has the magnificent body that could have helped him out of his difficulties. He finds himself surrounded by evil persons all laughing at him for listening to their persuasive voices. He is suddenly very, very sorry that he did what he did, and there is no way to undo it.

Suicide is not only extremely stupid, but also extremely selfish. Those who loved him are suddenly grieved, and continuously wonder what they could have done to prevent such a rash act. It is a difficult thing from which they struggle to recover.