Life Is Good: A Fresh Message

In the wake of five suicides in our school community over the past 14 months--four students and one parent--and six at a neighboring high school, my friends and I are left heartbroken and confused. Perhaps the most puzzling part to me is that many of these kids were followers of Christ.

Each of these stories is unique, personal, and complicated. I can't possibly know or understand the reasons for their actions, and I certainly won't make any attempt at blanket cause-and-effect statements. But I will share the thoughts God has given me personally as I relate to my own kids.

Vision casting is one of my biggest parental roles, and this has come as a surprise to me. When I was 16, my head was exploding with vision. I had such big plans for my life, such hope-filled dreams. I attended camps and signed up for activities that would give me a bigger taste of the grown-up world. I instinctively knew that there was so much more to life than high school, that this was just a drop in the bucket of my existence, and that bigger, better things awaited me "out there." (I was right!) My own kids don't seem to be hardwired this way. They have vision for tonight's homework and their next meal. They might have a vague sense of anticipation for the next school break or summer vacation. But big dreams for their lives? Not so much.

I've tried to help them build vision for the future, and I've also spent a lot of time preparing them to live in a culture that's hostile to the values they've grown up with. Like all good Christian parents, I've been teaching my kids to see themselves as strangers in this world ("This world is not your home!" they've heard me say since they were toddlers) and to expect this life to be challenging at best and an out-and-out battle at worst. They hear Christian adults tell them: "Put on the armor of God, kids, because there's a battle raging over your hearts and minds!" With a bit more reflection, I see that this might not be the best way to beckon them to a captivating adult life.

It's all true, and it's hugely important. But I wonder if I, and others like me, haven't unwittingly left out the part about how good this life is. Do I emphasize the fallenness of this life way more than the beauty of it? Have we been so busy preparing for a cultural war that we've lost sight of God's daily mercies and graces? Am I helping them "taste and see that the Lord is good" in equal proportion to teaching them how to do battle with the sword of the Spirit (God's Word, according to Ephesians 6:17)?

As I help them with vision, is it about college and careers and healthy marriages more than purpose and mission? Do they know that they're part of God's Big Story, that He's given them a unique role in something so much bigger than themselves? They're here to point the way to Life and Truth and Hope--to Jesus. They're His hands and feet, His ambassadors, His vessels on this earth. They've got work to do, not because God needs them (He doesn't), but because He has chosen them to play a part in His redemption of the world. They've got purpose--rich, deep, meaningful purpose, and nothing will fill their hearts and souls like living out the assignment He's given them. And oh, the goodness they'll taste and see along the way!

I am freshly convicted to start focusing on these things. Life is good. That's more than a t-shirt motto; it's beautiful truth. Life is good because God is good. Help me, Lord, to live and speak that message every day.