A couple of weeks ago a young international student at one of our local colleges committed suicide. I was at the scene as Fire Department Chaplain, and on behalf of the department attended his on-campus memorial service this afternoon. It was a remarkable event. On this “secular” campus the ballroom was oversubscribed. Around fifteen adult members of his family were present from half way around the globe. Readings from scripture and remembrances from friends and professors were tasteful and poignant. There was a well done photo-tribute to his young life projected on a huge screen. Then came three remarkable moments. The photo-tribute ended with a very well crafted poem written by the family and attesting to the power of their Christian faith as their hope in this most terrible of times. His father rose to give thanks to the college for being with them and for them at this time, and then offered a very moving and appropriate testimony of the faith shared by the entire family that was carrying them through. The event closed with the entire family singing the Aaronic Blessing in perfect four part harmony. There were few dry eyes in the room and nothing but awed respect for the presence of a faith that many, if not most, either took for absent minded granted or rejected altogether. So why would a young man from such a strong family commit suicide? I have some knowledge and a little insight into the matter but it will have to remain with me alone for the time being.