Hope lost on a Freeway

I know its late. I wanted to get in a blog today but the day got away from me. I really want to just turn in from a long day that ended in a great birthday celebration dinner with a friend. The truth is I am not sure how well I will sleep if I don't blog about today.

Today was the day we were going to get a ultrasound to determine the sex of the baby. We headed out to Costa Mesa and was driving on the 5FWY south carpool to get the 55 south. For a mile or two if you are not familiar, you are on fwy overpass that is above the 55. I happened to glance on the shoulder of the opposing traffic to notice a motorcycle parked up against the shoulder. Didn't appear to look like it had been in an accident. I started to formulate why someone would leave it there and drew my own conclusions.

Excited on the way back from the ultrasound place we got back on the 5 North carpool lane and as we were to go on the overpass there was CHP blocking it. It forced us to go straight on the 55... Sal said I wonder if they are trying to see where the driver of that motorcycle is. I said yeah I thought it was kinda weird, that the bike was there.

No more than a minute later my heart dropped as I glanced over to the opposing side of the FWY. There were cops, cal trans workers and a corner standing over what appeared to be a body. "OH my Lord, Oh my Lord" I cried out.. " He jumped, He jumped" My eyes immediately filled up with tears and my heart started to ache. It appeared that this man must just jumped right before we passed his motorcycle.

I cant imagine what someone must be thinking to jump from the overpass onto oncoming traffic. What was this man thinking as he drove, parked his bike and got on the ledge to jump? He took his life because he saw no hope. Did anyone? I wondered if this man had family, friends? Did they know that this man was hurting and walking around dead? How come they didn't intervene or perhaps he didn't let anyone into his world.

I could not stop thinking about this man. I couldn't imagine the call his mom was about to get that her child is no longer alive. My excitement turned to sadness. As I was celebrating life, one was lost. What happens to a person that feels the only way is to take their own life? I don't know, I am not sure anyone on the outside will ever know. People think suicide is selfish, today I didn't feel that for this man. My heart ached for this man who lost hope, who lost the will to live.

He was someone's son, he was the Lords son. I pray for his family, his friends and others that are like this man. I pray for the hope that Jesus gave me in some of my darkest days. I pray peace in their lives. Please help me in praying for these people.

Remembering tonight how fragile life can be
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