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Robin Williams, A Reminder

Yesterday, many mourned as they learned about the death of Robin Williams due to an apparent suicide.  I must admit that I too was saddened by this needless and tragic event.  I was saddened not because I felt some emotional attachment to him as a movie star~ I rarely form attachments to famous people.  They are people like you and I and they have struggles too.  I was saddened because it was needless and tragic.  I feel this way anytime I hear about someone who takes their own life. My first thought is that, like many other people, he found himself chasing things.  Once he got them, he found that they did not satisfy like he thought they would satisfy him.   Only God can bring real contentment and satisfaction in a person's life. Nothing else we go after in life will do that for us.  Lest you think I'm giving a glib "Christian " response to a senseless tragedy, I'm not.  Every time I hear about an event like this, I end up asking one question, "Was there not even one person that was in a position to point him in the right direction?"  I know we can't make ourselves responsible for every person in the world and yet I can't help but believe that God may have put people in his life for the express purpose of holding out hope for a disillusioned soul.  Then I ask, "Who around me needs the hope that I can offer though Christ?"  I know that others at times have offered encouragement and strength to me when I needed it and often you still do.  None of us have arrived and even as Christians we can struggle with depression because Satan gets us focus on the wrong things. We all need to ask at times, "Who needs my help?" We can't make ourselves responsible for everyone but we can make ourselves responsible for one or two. I pray that this tragedy serves as a reminder to be there for those who are hurting. If you are struggling, for heavens sake don't be afraid to admit it.  Most likely others do care; we just don't always know when someone needs help.

The Angel By Your Side
I can't say that everything's okay
'Cause I can see the tears you're crying
And I can't promise to take the pain away
But you can know I won't stop trying

I'll be the angel by your side
I will get you through the night
I'll be the strength you can't provide on your own

'Cause when you're down and out of time
And you think you've lost the fight
Let me be the angel, the angel by your side

I know it feels like you're running out of faith
'Cause it's so hard to keep believing, oh
But if I can bring the smile back to your face
For a moment you'll forget all about it, oh

I'll be the angel by your side
I will get you through the night
I'll be the strength you can't provide on your own

'Cause when you're down and out of time
And you think you've lost the fight
Let me be the angel, the angel by your side

'Cause this won't be the last time
You'll need a little hope
But I wanna be the first to let you know

I'll be the angel by your side
I will get you through the night
I'll be the strength you can't provide on your own

'Cause when you're down and out of time
And you think you've lost the fight
Let me be the angel, the angel by your side
Oh, let me be the angel, the angel by your side, oh
The angel by your side

Angel By Your Side


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