FAR MORE PRODUCTIONS

How did I get here?    

   

   Well, clearly I did not dream as a child that I would one day write a film about suicide and start a ministry to equip others to fight the battle against suicide, but here I am. It all started when I was 16 years old, and as many do, I considered ending my life. But God. Scriptures my mother had raised me on played over and over in my mind.

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"Greater is He that is in me, than he that is in the world."

"Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning." 

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   When I was in that darkness and confusion the light of my childhood faith became a saving, healing, delivering reality. Not long after, I lost someone very near and dear to me to suicide. 

   

    Thomas was my childhood friend. As the years passed we grew closer and he became my boyfriend. When I went away to college and came home on my first Christmas break I received a phone call that took my breath, knocked me to my knees and forever changed the direction of my life. Thomas had taken his life.

   

    He was seventeen years old. In the blink of an eye I not only lost him, but the woman I considered my second mom, and his sister who I considered my sister. The devastation I felt was consuming and yet couldn't come close to the trauma and pain that swallowed his precious mother and sister.

 

    The grief and tremendous loss was like a stone in deep water..... rippling out in circles touching life after life with questions and fear and sorrow. But God!  I was forever changed that night. The desire to tell a story ...the whole story....it starting coming together in scenes in my mind....but what story was I trying to tell? Those scenes in my mind played out like a movie over and over throughout the past 14 years, and would become the first full length feature film by Far More Productions; This Too Shall Pass Film. 

   

     Fast-forward 13 years later, after losing multiple people I knew to suicide, I lost the man that was once the love of my life, my husband, and my son's father, John Allen Lynch Jr. He was outgoing, friendly and fun-loving. Everyone who met him fell in love with him. He could not see a way out of the struggle and took his life. But God. 

   

    Out of deep grief my faith restored my soul and birthed in me a desire to make a difference. I knew I had to shine a light on the deep despair and emptiness that leads many to such a hopeless and desperate act. Psalm 119:105 says "Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path."

   

    There are many hot lines out there that work to avert their attention from their momentary crisis, but when the voice on the other end of the phone is gone... what do they have? There again they are alone with their thoughts and don't know what steps to take. Just because you sweep thoughts out of your mind at that moment doesn't mean that they won't come back. Then what? This is my WHY... They are my WHY. 

-Summer Leigh Moody