Hi Janice:
Just keep those thoughts. That is a very healthy way to look at it.
We know that God is merciful and just. And we need to put ALL THINGS in his hands for safe keeping.
You are thinking the right way on this.
I am so sorry for your loss and that It happened this way.
God bless you!!!
And may He continue to bring you forward with your life.
MJ
Christians who commit suicide
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Hi Everyone 
I have read in the HOLY Bible that the only sin which we can't receive forgiveness for is "blaspheming the Holy Spirit"
I will be praying that God comforts your souls!!! God Bless each and every single one of you is my prayer!!!
Much Love in Christ Jesus!!!! Have a beautiful night free from worry, fear and anxiety!!!
I have read in the HOLY Bible that the only sin which we can't receive forgiveness for is "blaspheming the Holy Spirit"
I will be praying that God comforts your souls!!! God Bless each and every single one of you is my prayer!!!
Much Love in Christ Jesus!!!! Have a beautiful night free from worry, fear and anxiety!!!
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I believe that sometimes people are suffering so much that they can no longer handle the pain. If i didn't believe my son was in heaven i would have very little to live for. - For a brief time God shielded my eyes from the truth and allowed my son to go HOME. Then afterwards he gave me what i needed to handle the fact that i wasnt able to help him. No the night after my son died I was given a great gift and experienced the presence of my son and I thank God for that.
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Hi Mike,
Wow!!! I got those great "Holy Ghost" chill bumps just reading this posting!!!
We lost a young man, who, was the same age as my son to suicide a couple of years ago!!! His name was Brian and I believe with all of my heart that he is in Heaven walking on streets of purest gold!!!
His father was really torn up over his son...Brian was kinda related to our family and had grown up with my son...
I went to his Dad's house and his dad was grieving sooooo much!!!
I knelt down at his feet and I prayed to Jesus to comfort his dad (Charles) and I felt with all of my heart that his son was in Heaven!!!
I even told Charles this...God used me in a "mighty way" and I will never ever forget that night as long as I live on this planet, earth!!!
Brian grew up with our son and he felt like my own child!!! I loved him with all of my heart, soul, mind and strength!!!
Charles has gotten over the worst of his grief!!! He talks about his son, but, you can tell that he no longer worries about where he is spending eternity...He just moved on up...Amen and Amen...
He is much more alive than any of us here on this planet, earth!!! I believe this with all of my heart!!!!
Mike, Thank you sooooooo much for your posting, since, it really blessed my soul!!!
Did you all know that the last sin that all of us will do is die and we cannot get out of that one...
For the Bible says, "The sting of sin is death".....
We are soooooo much more alive in Heaven!!!! Thanks Be to Jesus Christ!!!
How can we really lose someone, if we know where they are????????????????????????????
We have not lost them because we do know where they are!!! They just went home..Amen and Amen!!!
This is just a dressing room down here and we are all pilgrims on a journey getting ready to meet those we love, when we reach our REAL HOME IN HEAVEN, WHERE WE BELONG...
I pray these postings comfort each and every single person who have posted on this little site...Love in Christ Jesus!!!
Wow!!! I got those great "Holy Ghost" chill bumps just reading this posting!!!
We lost a young man, who, was the same age as my son to suicide a couple of years ago!!! His name was Brian and I believe with all of my heart that he is in Heaven walking on streets of purest gold!!!
His father was really torn up over his son...Brian was kinda related to our family and had grown up with my son...
I went to his Dad's house and his dad was grieving sooooo much!!!
I knelt down at his feet and I prayed to Jesus to comfort his dad (Charles) and I felt with all of my heart that his son was in Heaven!!!
I even told Charles this...God used me in a "mighty way" and I will never ever forget that night as long as I live on this planet, earth!!!
Brian grew up with our son and he felt like my own child!!! I loved him with all of my heart, soul, mind and strength!!!
Charles has gotten over the worst of his grief!!! He talks about his son, but, you can tell that he no longer worries about where he is spending eternity...He just moved on up...Amen and Amen...
He is much more alive than any of us here on this planet, earth!!! I believe this with all of my heart!!!!
Mike, Thank you sooooooo much for your posting, since, it really blessed my soul!!!
Did you all know that the last sin that all of us will do is die and we cannot get out of that one...
For the Bible says, "The sting of sin is death".....
We are soooooo much more alive in Heaven!!!! Thanks Be to Jesus Christ!!!
How can we really lose someone, if we know where they are????????????????????????????
We have not lost them because we do know where they are!!! They just went home..Amen and Amen!!!
This is just a dressing room down here and we are all pilgrims on a journey getting ready to meet those we love, when we reach our REAL HOME IN HEAVEN, WHERE WE BELONG...
I pray these postings comfort each and every single person who have posted on this little site...Love in Christ Jesus!!!
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I posted this one in our little online church a few days ago...If you will read this one, then, I am sure it will help you get a glimpse of what Heaven is truly like...
I would love to share this true story with each of you, who have lost loved
ones or have a fear of death…I read this book last night and it is by Don Piper!!!
Here is a portion of his 90 minutes in Heaven!!!
As a young boy I spent a lot of time out in the country and woods. When
walking through
waist-high dried grass, I often surprised a convey of birds and flushed them
out of their nests in the ground. A whooshing sound accompanied their wings as
they flew away.
My most vivid memory of heaven is what I heard. I can only describe it as a
holy swoosh of wings.
But, I'd have to magnify that thousands of times to explain the effect of the
sound in heaven.
It was the most beautiful and pleasant sound I've ever heard, and it didn't
stop. It was like a song that goes on forever. I felt awestruck, wanting only to
listen.
I didn't just hear music, it seemed as if I were a part of the music-and
it played in and through my body. I stood still and yet I felt embraced by the
sounds.
As aware that I was of the joyous sounds and melodies that filled the air, I
wasn't distracted. I felt as if the heavenly concert permeated every part of my
being, and at the same time I focused on everything else around me.
I never saw anything that produced the sound. I had the sense that whatever
made the heavenly music was just above me, but I didn't look up.
I am not sure why. Perhaps it was because I was so enamored with the people
around me, or maybe it was because my senses were so engaged that I feasted on
everything at the same time. I asked no questions and never wondered about
anything. Everything was perfect. I sensed that I knew everything and had no
questions to ask.
Myriads of sounds so filled my mind and heart that it is difficult to explain
them.
The most amazing one, however, was the angels' wings. I didn't see them,
but the sound was a beautiful, holy melody with a cadence that never seemed to
stop.
The swishing resounded as if it was a form of never-ending praise. As I
listened, I simply knew what it was.
A second sound remains, even today, the single, most vivid memory I have of my
heavenly experience. I call it music, but it differed from anything I had ever
heard or expect to hear here on earth. The melodies of praise filled the
atmosphere. The nonstop intensity and endless variety overwhelmed me.
The praise was unending, but the most remarkable thing to me was the hundreds
of songs were being sung at the same time-all of them worshiping God. As I
approached the large, magnificent gate, I heard them from every direction and
realized that each voice praised God. I write (voice), but it was more than
that. Some sounded instrumental, but I wasn't sure-and I wasn't concerned.
Praise was everywhere, and all of it was musical, yet comprised of melodies and
tones I'd never experienced before.
"Hallelujah!" "Praise to the King!" Such words rang out in the midst of all
the music. I don't know if angels were singing them or if they came from humans.
I felt so awestruck and caught up in the heavenly mood that I didn't look
around. My heart filled with the deepest joy I've ever experienced. I wasn't a
participant in the worship, yet I felt as if my heart rang out with the same
kind of joy and exuberance.
If we played three CDs of praise at the same time, we'd have a cacophony of
noise that would drive us crazy. This was totally different. Every sound
blended, and each voice or instrument enhanced the others.
As strange as it may seem, I could clearly distinguish each song. It sounded
as if each hymn of praise was meant for me to hear as I moved inside the gates.
Many of the old hymns and choruses I had sung at various times in my life were
part of the music-along with hundreds of songs I had never heard before. Hymns
of praise, modern-sounding choruses, and ancient chants filled my ears and
brought not only a deep peace but the greatest feeling of joy I have ever
experienced.
As I stood before the gate, I didn't think of it, but later I realized that I
didn't hear such songs as "The Old Rugged Cross" or the "Nail-Scarred Hand."
None of the hymns that filled the air were about Jesus' sacrifice or death. I
heard no sad songs in heaven. Why would there be? All were praises about
Christ's reign as King of Kings and our joyful worship for all he has done for
us and how wonderful he is. The celestial tunes surpassed any I have ever heard. I couldn't calculate the
number of songs-perhaps thousands-offered up simultaneously, and yet there was
not chaos, because I had the capacity to hear each one and discern the lyrics
and melody.
Obviously, I can't really know how God feels, but I find joy and comfort in
thinking that he must be pleased and blessed by the continuous sounds of praise.
In those minutes-and they held no sense of time for me—others touched me, and
their warm embraces were absolutely real. I saw colors I would never believe
existed. I've never felt more alive than I did then.
I was home; I was where I belonged. I wanted to be there more than I had ever
wanted to be anywhere on earth. Time had slipped away, and I was simply present
in heaven. All worries, anxieties, and concerns vanished. I had no needs, and I
felt perfect.
I get frustrated describing what heaven was like, because I can't put into
words what it looked like, sounded like, and felt like. It was perfect, and I
knew that I had no needs and never would again. I didn't even think of earth or
those left behind.
I pray this posting further helps each of you who are grieving over lost loved ones!!! Have a beautiful night in Christ Jesus!!!
I would love to share this true story with each of you, who have lost loved
ones or have a fear of death…I read this book last night and it is by Don Piper!!!
Here is a portion of his 90 minutes in Heaven!!!
As a young boy I spent a lot of time out in the country and woods. When
walking through
waist-high dried grass, I often surprised a convey of birds and flushed them
out of their nests in the ground. A whooshing sound accompanied their wings as
they flew away.
My most vivid memory of heaven is what I heard. I can only describe it as a
holy swoosh of wings.
But, I'd have to magnify that thousands of times to explain the effect of the
sound in heaven.
It was the most beautiful and pleasant sound I've ever heard, and it didn't
stop. It was like a song that goes on forever. I felt awestruck, wanting only to
listen.
I didn't just hear music, it seemed as if I were a part of the music-and
it played in and through my body. I stood still and yet I felt embraced by the
sounds.
As aware that I was of the joyous sounds and melodies that filled the air, I
wasn't distracted. I felt as if the heavenly concert permeated every part of my
being, and at the same time I focused on everything else around me.
I never saw anything that produced the sound. I had the sense that whatever
made the heavenly music was just above me, but I didn't look up.
I am not sure why. Perhaps it was because I was so enamored with the people
around me, or maybe it was because my senses were so engaged that I feasted on
everything at the same time. I asked no questions and never wondered about
anything. Everything was perfect. I sensed that I knew everything and had no
questions to ask.
Myriads of sounds so filled my mind and heart that it is difficult to explain
them.
The most amazing one, however, was the angels' wings. I didn't see them,
but the sound was a beautiful, holy melody with a cadence that never seemed to
stop.
The swishing resounded as if it was a form of never-ending praise. As I
listened, I simply knew what it was.
A second sound remains, even today, the single, most vivid memory I have of my
heavenly experience. I call it music, but it differed from anything I had ever
heard or expect to hear here on earth. The melodies of praise filled the
atmosphere. The nonstop intensity and endless variety overwhelmed me.
The praise was unending, but the most remarkable thing to me was the hundreds
of songs were being sung at the same time-all of them worshiping God. As I
approached the large, magnificent gate, I heard them from every direction and
realized that each voice praised God. I write (voice), but it was more than
that. Some sounded instrumental, but I wasn't sure-and I wasn't concerned.
Praise was everywhere, and all of it was musical, yet comprised of melodies and
tones I'd never experienced before.
"Hallelujah!" "Praise to the King!" Such words rang out in the midst of all
the music. I don't know if angels were singing them or if they came from humans.
I felt so awestruck and caught up in the heavenly mood that I didn't look
around. My heart filled with the deepest joy I've ever experienced. I wasn't a
participant in the worship, yet I felt as if my heart rang out with the same
kind of joy and exuberance.
If we played three CDs of praise at the same time, we'd have a cacophony of
noise that would drive us crazy. This was totally different. Every sound
blended, and each voice or instrument enhanced the others.
As strange as it may seem, I could clearly distinguish each song. It sounded
as if each hymn of praise was meant for me to hear as I moved inside the gates.
Many of the old hymns and choruses I had sung at various times in my life were
part of the music-along with hundreds of songs I had never heard before. Hymns
of praise, modern-sounding choruses, and ancient chants filled my ears and
brought not only a deep peace but the greatest feeling of joy I have ever
experienced.
As I stood before the gate, I didn't think of it, but later I realized that I
didn't hear such songs as "The Old Rugged Cross" or the "Nail-Scarred Hand."
None of the hymns that filled the air were about Jesus' sacrifice or death. I
heard no sad songs in heaven. Why would there be? All were praises about
Christ's reign as King of Kings and our joyful worship for all he has done for
us and how wonderful he is. The celestial tunes surpassed any I have ever heard. I couldn't calculate the
number of songs-perhaps thousands-offered up simultaneously, and yet there was
not chaos, because I had the capacity to hear each one and discern the lyrics
and melody.
Obviously, I can't really know how God feels, but I find joy and comfort in
thinking that he must be pleased and blessed by the continuous sounds of praise.
In those minutes-and they held no sense of time for me—others touched me, and
their warm embraces were absolutely real. I saw colors I would never believe
existed. I've never felt more alive than I did then.
I was home; I was where I belonged. I wanted to be there more than I had ever
wanted to be anywhere on earth. Time had slipped away, and I was simply present
in heaven. All worries, anxieties, and concerns vanished. I had no needs, and I
felt perfect.
I get frustrated describing what heaven was like, because I can't put into
words what it looked like, sounded like, and felt like. It was perfect, and I
knew that I had no needs and never would again. I didn't even think of earth or
those left behind.
I pray this posting further helps each of you who are grieving over lost loved ones!!! Have a beautiful night in Christ Jesus!!!
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Guest
Adding on -
Romans 6:23 (KJV) - "For the wages of sin is death..."
Romans 6:7 (KJV) - "For he that is dead is freed from sin"
As these scriptures bring out, we all die BECAUSE OF sin!! This is what our first parents (Adam and Eve) had passed on to their offspring (the human race) - sin and imperfection which leads to death!! So all the sins that we commit are paid for when we all die...Our sins end at death!! (There is also those blessings that God promises which I'm sure you all know so I won't go into detail about that)...
This fiery hell that so many people have taught has never come up into the heart of our loving Creator as Jeremiah 7:31 brings out -
"And they have built the high places of Tophet, which is in the valley of the son of Hinnom, to burn their sons and their daughters in the fire; which I commanded them not, neither came it into my heart." (KJV)
(As this scripture brings out, they [apostate Judeans] used to practice this back then but it was something that our Creator never commanded. If it is something that never came into the heart of our Creator, surely he does not have and use such a thing on a larger scale).
Just as how we would be appalled if we heard on the news that a parent had disciplined their son or daughter by putting one of their body parts in the fire or holding it above a fire, don't you think our Loving Creator would find it even more so appalling. He is a "God of love"!!!!
The Encyclopedia Americana (1942), brings out - "Much confusion and misunderstanding has been caused through the early translators of the Bible persistenly rendering the Hebrew Sheol and the Greek Hades and Gehenna by the word hell. The simple transliteration of these words by the translators of the revised editions of the Bible has not sufficed to appreciably clear up this confusion and misconception."
I pray this helped a little with this question....continue to ask our Loving Heavenly Father for help and guidance whenever something seems unclear...He will surely answer your prayers...
1 John 5:14 (KJV) - "And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask anything according to his will, he heareth us."
Romans 6:23 (KJV) - "For the wages of sin is death..."
Romans 6:7 (KJV) - "For he that is dead is freed from sin"
As these scriptures bring out, we all die BECAUSE OF sin!! This is what our first parents (Adam and Eve) had passed on to their offspring (the human race) - sin and imperfection which leads to death!! So all the sins that we commit are paid for when we all die...Our sins end at death!! (There is also those blessings that God promises which I'm sure you all know so I won't go into detail about that)...
This fiery hell that so many people have taught has never come up into the heart of our loving Creator as Jeremiah 7:31 brings out -
"And they have built the high places of Tophet, which is in the valley of the son of Hinnom, to burn their sons and their daughters in the fire; which I commanded them not, neither came it into my heart." (KJV)
(As this scripture brings out, they [apostate Judeans] used to practice this back then but it was something that our Creator never commanded. If it is something that never came into the heart of our Creator, surely he does not have and use such a thing on a larger scale).
Just as how we would be appalled if we heard on the news that a parent had disciplined their son or daughter by putting one of their body parts in the fire or holding it above a fire, don't you think our Loving Creator would find it even more so appalling. He is a "God of love"!!!!
The Encyclopedia Americana (1942), brings out - "Much confusion and misunderstanding has been caused through the early translators of the Bible persistenly rendering the Hebrew Sheol and the Greek Hades and Gehenna by the word hell. The simple transliteration of these words by the translators of the revised editions of the Bible has not sufficed to appreciably clear up this confusion and misconception."
I pray this helped a little with this question....continue to ask our Loving Heavenly Father for help and guidance whenever something seems unclear...He will surely answer your prayers...
1 John 5:14 (KJV) - "And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask anything according to his will, he heareth us."
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My reply is simple. If one has truly accepted Christ as their savior, I do not believe they lose their salvation. And I believe, only the unsaved go to hell. So therefore, I do not believe a Christian who has fallen so deeply into the pits of depression as to take their own life, is banished to hell. ALL of God's children who are born again relish in the Kingdom of Heaven. Just my thoughts.