Do People Who Commit Suicide Go to Heaven?

Suicide has become a controversial topic. But after watching a film that promoted assisted suicide as a positive thing, I am reminded of the truth that the God of the Bible, that Jesus Christ, is a God of love and hope. And this isn’t a topic that should be side-stepped; this is people’s lives and souls.

I know it’s controversial for good reason: when someone kills himself, it’s a tragedy. It is heartbreaking and pitiable to think someone was so down and out that he couldn’t bear to go on. That is the epitome of tragic and it seems almost worse than if someone had murdered him or her. So I pray I come across gently because I cannot imagine the depth of pain someone feels when a loved one commits suicide. This I write for the sake of those still alive…

When a person ultimately decides to end his or her own life, that person is declaring that there is no hope and that he or she does not love himself. For:

“In the same way, husbands ought to love their wives as they love their own bodies. For a man who loves his wife actually shows love for himself. No one hates his own body but feeds and cares for it, just as Christ cares for the church. And we are members of his body.”-Ephesians 5:28-30 NLT

To kill one’s own body is an act of self-murder, and ultimately, it is to hate one’s self. And the Bible says:

“Anyone who hates another brother or sister is really a murderer at heart. And you know that murderers don’t have eternal life within them.”-1 John 3:15 NLT

If someone professes to be a Christian, but then murders herself, eternal life, the Holy Spirit, salvation, sadly, did not reside within her heart. Confession of following Christ is one thing, but “fruit” or evidence of following Him is the definitive measure by which we can observe if someone genuinely has eternal life within them—or not.

The Bible warns in Romans 8:5-9:

“For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit, the things of the Spirit. 6 For to be carnally minded is death, but to be spiritually minded is life and peace. 7 Because the carnal mind is enmity against God; for it is not subject to the law of God, nor indeed can be. 8 So then, those who are in the flesh cannot please God. 9 But you are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God dwells in you. Now if anyone does not have the Spirit of Christ, he is not His.”

Because of these verses and many others that command us to take charge of our minds, of our thought lives, I do not believe mental illness is a disease that is unfixable or something we cannot control. It is the result, the consequence, of not obeying the above Scriptures, which promise that being fleshly “minded” literally leads to death, but if we pursue being “spiritually minded” we will have life and peace–the opposite of suicide and depression.

There are certain sins that lead to eternal spiritual death or destruction. Then there are ones that don’t. Murder happens to be one of those sins that separates us from heaven and there’s only one other eternal place for the unrepentant murderer…hell. There’s no repenting from self-murder because you are no longer living and able to make the choice to trust in Christ and stop murdering…

It’s difficult to hear because we pity the victim of murder, but again, very tragically, the person who kills himself is not only the victim, but the perpetrator. Being the victim of one’s own act of suicide does not negate the fact that you also became your own murderer. And again, murder is a sin that leads to an eternity outside of heaven and in the eternal place of destruction. If you destroy yourself, even if at one time you were a confessing Christian, 1 Corinthians 3:16-17 says you are ultimately destroying God’s temple and there are devastating consequences for that:

“Do you not know that you are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you? If anyone destroys God’s temple, God will destroy him. For God’s temple is holy, and you are that temple.”

Our body is God’s temple and it does not belong to us who profess to be Christians:

“Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.”-1 Corinthians 6:19-20

Killing yourself is also not glorifying to God, but rather, it is the opposite. The Bible is rife with verses about God being the source of our hope and joy, about Him having good plans for us and our future, and that He is the God of all comforts who strengthens the weak.

However, when we commit suicide, we are declaring that none of that is true. And here’s the thing: it IS true! If you do not know it as such, then you are believing lies (and all lies come from Satan), and you are not living in the truth, in the new abundant life Jesus promises to give to those who truly trust in Him:

“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.”-John 10:10

This doesn’t mean someone who is depressed or suicidal is automatically disqualified. You can go through that dark valley of thoughts, but it’s the person who is eventually overcome by them, who no longer has the faith to keep standing in Christ, but throws in the towel or throws out their faith who is disqualified. That is why Jesus also warns us to endure until the end and to persevere. He declares that only those who “endure until the end” will be saved (Matthew 24:12-13).

I pray this opens your eyes to the sad truth that those who commit suicide may be freed from the torments of this life, but tragically, they have now transported themselves to a place of far worse, eternal torment because they did not know or believe the truth that would have set them free…

I pray if you are believing the lie that suicide is your way out of the pain of this life you will see that according to the Bible, according to Jesus, it is murder and is only a door to far greater torment in hell and there is no escaping that place after you’ve left this world.

As God pleaded with His people before:

“I call heaven and earth to witness against you today, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing. Therefore choose life, that you and your offspring may live, loving the Lord your God, obeying His voice and holding fast to Him, for He is your life and length of days…”-Deuteronomy 30:19-20

And may you pray this prayer to God the Father in Jesus’ name:

How long must I take counsel in my soul and have sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me? Consider and answer me, O Lord my God; light up my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death, lest my enemy say, “I have prevailed over him,” lest my foes rejoice because I am shaken.-Psalm 13:2-4

That this reality may be yours:

“You see, we don’t go around preaching about ourselves. We preach that Jesus Christ is Lord, and we ourselves are your servants for Jesus’ sake. For God, who said, “Let there be light in the darkness,” has made this light shine in our hearts so we could know the glory of God that is seen in the face of Jesus Christ. We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves. We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. We are hunted down, but never abandoned by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed. Through suffering, our bodies continue to share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies. Yes, we live under constant danger of death because we serve Jesus, so that the life of Jesus will be evident in our dying bodies. So we live in the face of death, but this has resulted in eternal life for you. But we continue to preach because we have the same kind of faith the psalmist had when he said, “I believed in God, so I spoke.” We know that God, who raised the Lord Jesus, will also raise us with Jesus and present us to himself together with you. All of this is for your benefit. And as God’s grace reaches more and more people, there will be great thanksgiving, and God will receive more and more glory. That is why we never give up. Though our bodies are dying, our spirits are being renewed every day. For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever! So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.”-2 Corinthians 4:5-18 NLT


Don’t let exhaustion make you believe you’re depressed.

I’ve been in a funk. But wait, a little backstory first. I’m usually a bubbly, joyful, passion-infused Cubana (like this).

I strike up convos with perfect strangers without feeling the least bit awkward. I’m energized by going out and being around people. I’m smiley, love  making others smile and laugh, and I make friends easily.

But not so much lately. I’ve been discouraged, irritable, and extra impatient. I hadn’t even the drive to turn up my worship music in the morning and sing to the Lord which I have done daily for at least eight years. And Jesus is my greatest passion and joy. I love and enjoy Him more than anything or anyone. So not spending that time delighting myself in Him is also very out of my norm.

Well, my recently turned one-year-old still wakes up every night at least twice, once at best. In addition to the times I get up to use the restroom, I’m waking up at least three times a night every night, and stubbornly going to bed around or after midnight each night, and then typically getting awakened around 8:30am the latest. Now in retrospect, that’s pretty bad. We need supposedly at least six hours of uninterrupted rest which I never get. After a while, that bad sleep will wear you down (plus I’m hormonal).

But last night, I went to bed around 10:30am, and Braven only woke once, and I didn’t get awoken as early as usual. And I feel so refreshed and more like my usual, happier self.

Sometimes, we just need to rest.

I’m reminded of Elijah the prophet. He was in a pretty bad mood and feeling quite low and down about life at one point:

“Then he went on alone into the wilderness, traveling all day. He sat down under a solitary broom tree and prayed that he might die. “I have had enough, Lord,” he said. “Take my life, for I am no better than my ancestors who have already died.””
‭‭1 Kings‬ ‭19:4‬ ‭NLT‬‬

He was afraid and just wanted to be away from everyone. He was on the run and very weary. But God told him to eat and drink. And then he was strengthened and continued on. He brought this complaint to God and God spoke the truth to him, the reality of the situation, because in Elijah’s weariness and crankiness, he wasn’t seeing clearly. He felt alone and thought all was lost, but actually:

“[Elijah] replied again, “I have zealously served the Lord God Almighty. But the people of Israel have broken their covenant with you, torn down your altars, and killed every one of your prophets. I am the only one left, and now they are trying to kill me, too.” Then the Lord told him, “Go back the same way you came, and travel to the wilderness of Damascus. When you arrive there, anoint Hazael to be king of Aram. Then anoint Jehu grandson of Nimshi to be king of Israel, and anoint Elisha son of Shaphat from the town of Abel-meholah to replace you as my prophet. Anyone who escapes from Hazael will be killed by Jehu, and those who escape Jehu will be killed by Elisha! Yet I will preserve 7,000 others in Israel who have never bowed down to Baal or kissed him!””
‭‭1 Kings‬ ‭19:14-18‬ ‭NLT‬‬

The reality, the truth was that Elijah wasn’t alone. He was tired and weary, and certainly downcast by all the bad things happening around and to him.

So not that physical rest is the be all, end all, but it definitely helps us to stop, rejuvenate, and most of all, get alone with God so we can hear and be refreshed by the truth.

Whatever circumstances we find ourselves in, we can often misinterpret the reality of our situation and just be totally discouraged by it. But God knows the truth of the matter and when we just rest and bring our cares to Him, He is faithful to revive us every time.

But getting to that place is a fight. It’s sometimes an uphill battle, especially when you’re sleep deprived. Elijah traveled in that wilderness all day and was drained, but when he was able to get alone with God, his attitude changed and he was able to snap out of his funk.

My prayer and hope for you today is that if you’re drained and feeling down, get some rest and take time to hear from God in His word and in prayer. He’s always near to us, but sometimes, we’re running past or all around Him rather than to Him, and we are burned out. Jesus said:

“Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.””
‭‭Matthew‬ ‭11:28-30‬ ‭NLT‬‬


There’s only one cure for loneliness, and it isn’t popularity.

Flipping through the pages of a Billboard magazine I don’t remember subscribing to, I see lots of brightly dressed celebrities with large blue wigs and dyed pink hair–their get-ups resembling that of a super-hero film set in the seventies. I see several different photos of some of the same artists–each one their apparel getting all the more flamboyant–and it suddenly hits me: these poor souls are just desperate for attention. Any will do, be it positive or negative, commending or defaming, as long as someone is noticing them. These people crave it, live for it. They’re like fiends who can’t get enough strangers yelling their name’s and taking photos of them. They hope this will satisfy the hunger in their hearts, the gaping hole that eats at them every day, enlarging before they go to sleep at night. But it isn’t working. So they turn to drugs, to sex, to things that bring their bodies momentary pleasure. After a while, this too fails them. They think, ‘I know what I need to do: clean up my act, and get married.’ Most of the time, it only takes a year (sometimes even less than that), to realize even this doesn’t satisfy. So they tell themselves, ‘Wait! I know what will put an end to this burning desire: a family!’ They have a kid, or two, or six, and although the hole that consumes them is slightly numbed, it still isn’t pacified. “I don’t understand,” they say. “I have everything! Fame, riches, and a family. Why do I still feel this way? What could possibly be missing?” They can’t figure it out, or they refuse to cry out to the one they’ve ignored all their life, so despair consumes them, and they end their life.

This is the story of too many of them. I don’t need to say their names, we all know the famous suicides who had the entire world in their hands, and found it to not be enough. But I want to prevent those who are still with us today. The ones heading down that same road of destruction, that same empty road whose promises, in the end, never deliver the needed satisfaction.

Dear, Lady Gaga, I bring a message of hope. There is One that satisfies like the things of this world can’t. There is One who takes your brokenness, and pieces you back together again. There is One who gives you a never-ending supply of the most powerful force in the universe and in heaven itself–unconditional love. Pure love, untainted by the lies. A love that knows every sin you’ve ever committed, yet longs to forgive you for each one of them. His arms are open wide, He doesn’t care if you’ve murdered, lied, cheated, stolen, abused, blasphemed–if you will just turn to Him. Why gain the whole world, yet lose your own soul? Why live for the temporal, when your life is in His hands, and He decides when it ends? Why ignore judgement, as if you will escape it? Do you not know that God, “is a consuming fire,” and, “it is a terrible thing to fall into the hands of the living God”? Demons tremble at the power of His name, darkness flees from His presence, it cannot stand against it. He is more powerful than everything you cling to, and if you’re not on His side, in the end, you will lose. Love cries out, it shouts from the mountains and echoes in the hills, “Come to Me, let Me make you new.”

Despite what you’ve encountered in this fallen world, His love for you is unchanging. Every second He grants you life, He gives you opportunity to come to Him, to surrender to His love. He brings glory and honor, if you only knew. The world and all its glory is fading, but the glory of Jesus Christ never fades.

“There is a way that seems right to a man, but it’s path ends in death.”

Choose life, choose love. He’s waiting.

“If you love me, you’ll have sex with me.”-Your boyfriend

Only once did I have a guy force himself on me and try to make me have sex with him because he knew I “loved” him (after that experience I sure didn’t). But for all the toads I’ve dated, surprisingly, it never got to the point where they tried to seduce me into having sex with them. Maybe it was just because my longest relationship wasn’t until Senior year (which was about six months with three break-ups in between). There was that one guy who probably would have tried to pull a fast one on me, but we were never really alone. He lived four hours away from me and before he came back down and visited, we broke up because I caught him cyber-cheating on me with some chick from another state.

Maybe it had a lot to do with how open I was about my virginity and had a firm resolve not to lose it till marriage? Either way, from what I’ve heard, this isn’t the norm. Apparently, guys using the four-letter-word to get in girl’s pants is pretty popular. Sadly though, I hear some don’t even need to use it. They simply know how to seduce a girl till her clothes are off.

Ladies, I know we’re almost, if not just as much hormonal as guys are, but really, is going all the way with a dude necessary? [Don’t answer that; please allow me] NO! IT’S REALLY NOT. “But why isn’t it, Natasha? What’s so wrong with sex? Everybody’s doing it.”

Yeah, and many of those people have STD’s, a child, or a child they chose to kill.

These things are real and are happening more and more. Please don’t think, “It’ll never happen to me.” If the probability of having to abort a child, live with (or eventually die from) an STD or raise a child at a very young age with a dad who will most likely leave you to fend for yourself doesn’t cause you to want to close your legs, maybe something else will.

I understand the need to be loved. It is essential, no question about it. But the way we receive love is up to us.

Let me make something clear before I expound on that. Giving your body to a guy may, in your eyes, be an act of love, but to the guy, it’s just sex. Some guys might say they see it as more, but really, they’re lusting for you, you’re lusting for them and hence, you have sex with each other and you both love the feeling of sex so I can understand the confusion.

You want to know if you truly love someone and if they truly love you? Don’t have sex with them at all . Meaning: no oral, no over the clothes, nada, and see if you love him completely for who he is, not for how he makes you feel.

You know what true love (from a guy) looks like?

“I respect you. I want us to have boundaries in our relationship. I want to treat your body with respect and not give you a bad reputation. I love you for who you are on the inside and love spending time with you even though we’re not very physical. I want to take on the responsibility of being your husband and cherish you as my wife, until my last breath.” My husband spoke practically the exact same words to me before he bowed to his knee and asked me to marry him. If there really are men out there like that, why would you settle for anything less?

“Alright, Natasha. If he tries to have sex with me, how do I stop it from happening?” I totally forgot for a moment that I did experience a guy trying to force himself on me. We were caught alone in his mom’s apartment while his friends walked around the complex smoking cigarettes. I told him, “No,” but he wouldn’t listen. He kept telling me, “You know you want to, Tasha.” I had to literally push the creep off me and then run out the door and not look back.

First of all, try not to be in a situation where you’re alone with the guy. And if you unfortunately happen to be in that situation, I suggest you do exactly the same thing I did: say no and leave. If the guy doesn’t want to honor your wishes, act like you’re into it, and then randomly pull a Mike Tyson on him and bite anything as hard as you can, push the jerk off you and RUN!!!

If you’re still struggling on whether or not you should keep having sex with your boyfriend, listen. I understand the fear of loneliness and rejection and an uncertain future. But you don’t have to be. There’s a God who loves you and, “has plans to give you a future and a hope.” Who’s will for your life is, “pleasing and perfect.” I think sex before marriage a lot of times has to do with a lack of trust, insecurity and ignorance.

You’ve been abandoned or betrayed so you don’t trust things will work out the way you’d like them to. You’re unsure of yourself, you’re identity, and if anyone will ever truly love you for you. And you’re ignorant of how much you’re worth and how much you’re loved by a God you don’t see because you’ve never really looked.

Dare to be different. Dare to take a chance. Dare to make a change.

Call out to the One who loves you, even if you don’t know what to say or you’re angry with Him.

I went to a ladies-only event and one of the speakers said when she first cried out to God she told Him how much she hated Him. In her brokeness, in her pain, in her anger she cried out and He answered. His response radically changed the course of her life. Although she had been abused, raped, and completely ashamed, He made her new. She is now happily married with five children.

It doesn’t matter where you’ve been, where you’re heading, or where you’re at now: God loves you desperately and wants to give you a crown and make you a princess. Allow Him to begin to show you just how incalculable your value is. Let your heart be free again. He’s waiting.

Songs to inspire hope and healing for your hurting heart

Self-worth, your value (struggling with self-image)

Overcoming guilt

Finding forgiveness

Here’s some GENTLEMEN lettin’ the LITTLE BOYS know how to treat a princess!

“There could never be a more beautiful you
Don’t buy the lies disguises and hoops they make you jump through
You were made to fill a purpose that only you could do
So there could never be a more beautiful you”

“Little girl twenty-one the things that you’ve already done
Anything to get ahead
And you say you’ve got a man but he’s got another plan
Only wants what you will do instead”
Well little girl twenty-one you never thought that this would come
You starve yourself to play the part
But I can promise you there’s a man whose love is true
And he’ll treat you like the jewel you are”

Bad Boys Vs. Good Guys

I remember a time when I loved me some bad boys.  I had this jacked up motto, “I don’t like good guys because they don’t have enough problems.  If they don’t have problems, I can’t help them so what’s the point in me being their girlfriend?”  That philosophy was flipped like a olypmic gymnast.

After bad boy number fifty-something, I got fed up with the problems.  Why?  Because eventually every problematic boyfriend I had, dumped me because of their problems [or I dumped him]!  Here’s some true life examples.


Jack was hot.  He was tall, carmel skin with a touch of vanilla and long dark hair.  He was Puerto Rican/Jamaican, mysterious and seductive.  I would see him on rare occasion during lunch, knowing that he was skipping class to be there.  Something else I knew about him:  he was the go-to guy for marijuana.  I wasn’t big on the drug, but it didn’t bother me that he sold/smoked it…until we started going out.

He’d go missing for a week, two weeks in a row then randomly appear at school again.  I felt like I was going out with a not-so-friendly version of Casper the ghost.  We went out for a month and during that time hung out only three times.  Finally, I called him on the phone to confront him about it:

“It’s either me or the weed.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t give it up.”

“So we’re over then?”



Dace rocked the whole wide raver jeans, tattoos and eyebrow ring.  The typical hot bad boy.  I was immediately drawn to him.  We became official two months after we started dating.  Suddenly, many bones were pouring out the closet.  He had the most issues than any guy I had before him, but I swore I would help him with my love and that he would eventually get better.  His alter ego, Aridon, wasn’t havin’ that.  Eventually, after three break-ups, I realized his unresolved issues were too much and couldn’t possibly coexist with a healthy and lasting relationship.  And this final relationship [before my wonderful husband] was the clincher.

I realized these problematic bad boys were bringing in heavy baggage, way too heavy for me to bear.  I realized the relationships weren’t healthy, but damaging.  I understood that all the tears I shed and battles I fought to try and “help” these guys simply gave me more baggage to bring into my next relationship.  That surely wasn’t fair for the good guy out there who I would someday marry.  When my heart was crushed beyond hopeful repair is when a good guy sounded pretty dang nice.  Thankfully, I called out to the best heart Surgeon in the industry (God) and he sowed up my tattered heart in less than a week.  But my goodness do I wish I got this sooner.  What heartache it would have spared me!

When I met my hubby, I was blown away.  He had more hotness than any bad boy I wasted time on before him, but he was a sweetheart!  He swept me off my feet with his romantic antics.  No bad boy before him ever took me out to a nice restaurant, spent more than a hundred bucks on me in a single event, went out of his way to bring me lunch, take me horseback riding on the beach.  If I would have known he was going to be the one, I would have turned away from any and every guy that caught my attention and simply waited till I met him.  So, I write this for you, bad boy lover.  Here’s some learned [and essential] truths:


Not the best romancers                         Typically very good romancers

Treat you like a possession                   Treat you like a princess

Want your body stat                                Will wait for access to your body

Not always respectful to parents        Always respectful to parents

Prideful                                                         Humble

Usually more aggressive attitudes      More on the gentle side

Problematic aka trouble makers         Problem solvers

                                                                          aka peacemakers          

Just living in the moment                       Preparing for the future

Thinking in just “my girl for now”      Thinking of long-term and/or

terms                                                               eventually marriage   

Can put your life in danger                     Places you in safety

Puts your heart on the edge                    Puts your heart at ease

Confused or tainted love                          Certain and pure love

Think you love bad boys?  Think again.