another what if

What if I jump from the top of a building—will Satan catch me? No.
But God will. In every fall, He is there to catch you.
In every rise, He is still there—right by your side,
sitting front row in the benches of your life, even when no one else dares to support you.

If the world turns its back on you, who will you call?
If everyone has a thousand excuses, alibis, reasons not to care,
God never falters. He never abandoned us; it is we who turned away,
chasing the fleeting pleasures of the world, ignoring our Creator,
blinded by pride, deaf to His knocks, blind to every sign.
Even when life crushes us, hardens our hearts, makes us bitter instead of humble—He remains.

What if I slash my wrists, or slit my throat—will Satan stop me? No.
He will whisper, seduce, encourage you to believe pain is stronger than hope.
But God reminds us: why choose fleeting relief, when His embrace feels like home, not torture?
Temporary coping mechanisms are poisoned—they fade, they steal joy, they promise freedom but deliver eternal suffering.
Lay your burdens at His feet. Let Him carry the weight too heavy for mortal hands, because He is the Good Shepherd who never fails.

What if I pull the trigger, or coil a rope around my neck—like a snake tightening its grip—will Satan stop me? No.
He will let that trigger bang, he will coil the rope tighter,
stealing the borrowed life God lent you.
But God will not let you destroy yourself.
He calms your mind, stills your restless heart, removes nightmares,
guides your steps so you may sleep without fear, so you may rise without despair.

What if I resort to vices—drown myself in alcohol, waste my life in drugs, give out my lungs in cigarettes, lose my sanity in gambling—will Satan stop me? No.
Instead, he will join you, cheer on your wins, laugh in your losses.
But God? He does not want His children harmed.
He will prune your life, give you sufferings and challenges, so you can see with your own eyes, hear with your own ears, speak with your own mouth, and utter the words:
“God did this to save my soul, not to make me suffer more.”

What if I question God—will Satan stop me? No.
He encourages doubt, mistrust, despair.
Satan never dares to question God himself—he uses us, twisting our hearts, planting lies, pushing us to doubt the One who holds eternity in His hands.
To question God is to bark up the wrong tree, to chase shadows, to embrace ruin.

Just like those who sought to crucify Him, who placed Pontius Pilate in the seat of judgment—
we are tempted to misplace trust, to forget where true salvation lies.
Even in our rebellion, in our deafness, in our darkest despair,
God’s hand is there. Waiting. Watching. Ready to catch us when we fall—because He never left.