When our calls for help end in death
They said to Samuel, “Pray to the Lord your God for us, your servants, that we may not die for having added to all our other sins the evil of asking for a king.” –1 Samuel 12:19
By Bobby R. Henry, Sr.
I want to try and shed some light into some dark and scary places that seem to avoid light, like roaches running from a can of Raid.
Many times we have called for help only to find ourselves in a much worst predicament than we were when we called for some relief.
My heart bleeds for the families who sought assistance for protection from a love one who has been tormented beyond any normal understanding of their wayward behaviors. In this time of unusual temporary dysfunction caused by intoxication, not adhering to prescribed meds or some related military sickness even in the heated circumstances of domestic altercations- help may truly be needed.
When a call for help leads to death in family situations, that death permeates through an umbilical cord that shocks from the cradle to the grave.
When that death is surrounded in a shroud of doubt caused by perceived negligence from law enforcement, the family is ripped apart like their skin is being torn from their bones. In this case, the bones represent the structure of the family and the skin is the family.
Yes, we want to be protected and in some cases protected from our very own family members. That does not mean for the most part that we want our family members to be gunned down after a brief three second psychological evaluation from a non-licensed therapist (the-rapist) without any obvious proper intervention skills.
Based upon several incidents with outcomes similar these deadly characteristics, yes, that violation I’m sure has very much the same ugliness of a rape situation, which it can be compared to.
Like a rape victim, violated without consent, left physically abused, psychologically, damaged and temporarily dead is this family who in their call for help, now has lost more than a family member.
In the Ghost Busters movie there is a line that asks “Who you gonna call?”. The response is Ghost Busters. How ironic now the ghost of that loved one will haunt them from that time forward.
In scenarios like these, the question always come: Why?
We have not the answer because, “For My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways,” declares the Lord. Isaiah 55:8
My comforting words to the families that are experiencing the brokenhearted repercussions of calls made for help which, in turn were calls that were directed to bring loved ones home; are please seek the comfort of forgiveness. Forgiveness for anything that was not Godly in thought, action or emotionally towards anyone.
Forgiveness is one of the most difficult things to do, especially to forgive one’s self.
It is presumed that every believer will have had some involvement at real forgiveness, even if you experience it indirectly. And in the assortment of human sentiment, honest forgiveness is rated right up there as one of the greatest and most gratifying sensations that a person can feel. It’s like the floodgates of Heaven have been opened. The burdens of resentment, anger, shame and lack of self-worth is removed. There is a holy ghost “perfection” to it; battles are interchanged with reverberations of love where bombs of hatred once reigned. There are no accidents; it is the work of God running its course through us. Grace is at work accomplishing what God sent it to do. The way to true forgiveness is to have His life in us. Everything else is a reflection of the Pinocchio theory.
“Dear God for those who have called on and relied on a false hope, please through Your unmatchable power of redemption let them experience Your awesome power. Amen.”
GOD CAN RIGHT ANY WRONGED SITUATION.