Living a life that Matters

Last week my uncle’s body was found in the woods of Payson with a self-inflicted gunshot wound to his chest. He had taken his life and left behind a note saying there is no hope for living anymore. Those words “There is no hope” kept ringing through my ears all weekend. It made me sad to know that my uncle couldn’t find peace and hope in Christ in his life. Xavier grabbed me and pointed something out to me. One of the men had painted “Cristo vive” on his wall, which means “Jesus lives”. This was an amazing moment for me and it was my reassurance from God the hope we have in Him. I am thankful for the work and blessings God has done in my life and that I can find peace and rest in Him.