Archive for the ‘Suicide’ category

Attempted Suicide Followed By Rehab

July 13, 2013

picture of a noose    A guy I’ve known on the streets off and on for several years came in for food.  Under the rules he had already received his full quota of food parcels (each parcel equates to 3 days of worth of food). As we chatted, he told me he was at the end of his rope. This was literally true, as two days before he had climbed up a local hill and put a noose round his neck. For whatever reason, he hadn’t gone through with killing himself. The good news was that he was booked into a rehab unit in a week’s time.   rehab is for quitters

I put the manager in the picture and we gave him a further 3 days worth of food. As he left I gave him an evangelistic  booklet “The Missing Peace”. I hope he reads it. He’s a likeable guy, but keeps falling by the wayside in terms of drink and drugs. With Jesus there is always hope while you have breath in your body.

Two women came in later on. As they were chatting to each other, one explained that her 3 kids were by two different men. The other woman replied she had 4 kids by 3 different men. What complicated lives people lead!

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Evangelism: the more you do it the more you want to do it!

June 19, 2013

oh no, not evangelism After a hectic weekend sharing Jesus with dozens of County Show visitors who came to our Christian Witness Tent (we offered free refreshments and a seat to rest), I was getting withdrawal symptoms a few days later.

I decided to get the bus into the next town (free, as I’m a Senior Citizen!). I went into the local park and noticed a woman writing on a park bench. Was it a suicide note – who knows? So I went and sat next to her and saw it was some kind of application form. She said hello and kept writing. After she left, I wandered back to the town centre, bought a snack and sat on a bench on the main street. On the bench were a holdall and a flask, but no-one with them. As I ate my snack the owner turned up. I chatted and discovered he was doing some painting nearby and was having a break while the paint dried.

I said to him “I’ve been looking after your belongings for you”. He replied: “God bless you!” I replied “He does!” He clearly wasn’t expecting that, so said “what did you say?” I explained I was a Christian and that God DID bless me all the time.

I asked if he was a man of faith. He replied, very honestly: “only when I’m desperate!” I gave him a Journey Into Life booklet and said: “the next time you’re desperate, have a read of this.” He thanked me and I left him to enjoy his break – tasty looking soup, to which he added  a load of pepper from a shaker he carried with him.   soup in a cup