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      Many wars are being fought, in Iraq, in life, and in heaven. But one of the deadliest isn't the World Wars, Vietnam, the Roman conquest, or any other physical war. It's the war of depression and suicide.
      Depression is an awful, destructive disease. All that must be given to cure it though, is an antibiotic of love. An inoculation of hope. Support medicine. Yet, these are visibly deficient in society.
      "Love" is circumstantial, based upon how people look, how many toys they own, or whether or not they love you back. Society tells you to love those who love you, but plot your enemy's demise. Otherwise, where will you get in this world? Sound familiar? A carpenter nearly two thousand years ago gave teaching about this. "Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. But I say to you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you,"(KJV, Matt. 5:43-44). According to this, you are to love everyone, and that includes your mother, your grandfather, the co-worker who scammed you, the friend who left you for dead, and the poor and rich men on the side of the street. It won't be easy though. When you're struck or jeered, you first impression is to lash out. I'm sure glad Jesus didn't. We would've been wiped out. He could've called fire down on us and given up. But he didn't. That's love.
      Hope is a powerful thing as well. It can turn the tide of a vicious disease from certain death to life. It can save a failing marriage, or give strength to press on. Blind hope is pointless, though. That's like hoping that maybe, just maybe, my care will instantly turn into a Lamborghini Diablo. It just won't happen, and it is foolish hope. But not all hope is such. True hope is easily seen, but sometimes can be hard to find for yourself. Just ask the depressed teen. They'll tell you. They might have every reason to keep living, but it blends in with despair and that's all they see. There is a mine of hope in the Bible, and it will never run out. That, in itself, is not really all that special. Hope can be found anywhere, from money, to cars, to drugs, to other people. In the end though, only one hope is certain to be true, and it belongs to God. Luckily, he spends it lavishly.
      Support shows love and hope and causes love and hope to burst up within someone. Support is simply giving another strength to keep on going. Depression can, and probably will, lead to hopelessness and perhaps even death if left unchecked. Depressed people don't want to die just to die, but they see it as better than life. Giving another person support, even if it's just a high-five while walking along the street, can change their life. It might take five minutes for you to stop and talk to someone, and change them. Why walk past cage after cage of condemned people, hold the keys and your hands, and then do nothing? I'm sure glad Jesus didn't.
     The war on depression will never end. But every saved soul is a victory, and you can be sure they will never forget you. Simply show God's love, Jesus' hope, and divine support. You would want the same done for you.

Description
      Many wars are being fought, in Iraq, in life, and in heaven. But one of the deadliest isn't the World Wars, Vietnam, the Roman conquest, or any other physical war. It's the war of depression and suicide.
      Depression is an awful, destructive disease. All that must be given to cure it though, is an antibiotic of love. An inoculation of hope. Support medicine. Yet, these are visibly deficient in society.
      "Love" is circumstantial, based upon how people look, how many toys they own, or whether or not they love you back. Society tells you to love those who love you, but plot your enemy's demise. Otherwise, where will you get in this world? Sound familiar? A carpenter nearly two thousand years ago gave teaching about this. "Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. But I say to you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you,"(KJV, Matt. 5:43-44). According to this, you are to love everyone, and that includes your mother, your grandfather, the co-worker who scammed you, the friend who left you for dead, and the poor and rich men on the side of the street. It won't be easy though. When you're struck or jeered, you first impression is to lash out. I'm sure glad Jesus didn't. We would've been wiped out. He could've called fire down on us and given up. But he didn't. That's love.
      Hope is a powerful thing as well. It can turn the tide of a vicious disease from certain death to life. It can save a failing marriage, or give strength to press on. Blind hope is pointless, though. That's like hoping that maybe, just maybe, my care will instantly turn into a Lamborghini Diablo. It just won't happen, and it is foolish hope. But not all hope is such. True hope is easily seen, but sometimes can be hard to find for yourself. Just ask the depressed teen. They'll tell you. They might have every reason to keep living, but it blends in with despair and that's all they see. There is a mine of hope in the Bible, and it will never run out. That, in itself, is not really all that special. Hope can be found anywhere, from money, to cars, to drugs, to other people. In the end though, only one hope is certain to be true, and it belongs to God. Luckily, he spends it lavishly.
      Support shows love and hope and causes love and hope to burst up within someone. Support is simply giving another strength to keep on going. Depression can, and probably will, lead to hopelessness and perhaps even death if left unchecked. Depressed people don't want to die just to die, but they see it as better than life. Giving another person support, even if it's just a high-five while walking along the street, can change their life. It might take five minutes for you to stop and talk to someone, and change them. Why walk past cage after cage of condemned people, hold the keys and your hands, and then do nothing? I'm sure glad Jesus didn't.
     The war on depression will never end. But every saved soul is a victory, and you can be sure they will never forget you. Simply show God's love, Jesus' hope, and divine support. You would want the same done for you.