Lds Connection To L'wren Scott Suicide

[Duncan]

Appears she grew up LDS

 

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2582917/The-Mormon-girl-one-horse-town-rose-fashion-elite-won-Mick-Jagger.html

 

So sad she died

[VideoGameJunkie]

It's so sad how many who are LDS fall off the path and don't come back. Hopefully she has time to repent and be saved in the next life.

[katherine the great]

What an incredible story!  I can't imagine saving up babysitting money to buy a one way ticket to Paris and carving out a life for myself there.  I've never even heard of her but there was something very touching about seeing those pictures of her towering over her family. She must have always felt somewhat out of place.  How very sad that she became despondent--I feel terrible for her family.

[thesometimesaint]

God takes everything into consideration. May her soul rest in that peace.

[Storm Rider]

The one thing that I have concluded is that a person who has committed suicide is not in their right mind. There are too many things that have become unbalanced and none of us is capable of judging her or anyone like her.  Those who contemplate suicide know a weight of burden that few have experienced without succumbing.  It is my sincere prayer that if anyone is worthy of the Lord's mercy, these poor souls merit it.  To lose all hope is not a place I wish on my worst enemy.  

[strappinglad]

I can agree with Storm Rider in this case. I do , however , reserve the right to judge those in recent history that made the choice to take the lives of many others prior to taking their own.

[Buzzard]

Not trying to be flippant, but if I was a girl and Mick Jagger was my boyfriend, that would be proof positive that I was not in my right mind. Yeech. 

[cinepro]

This article paints a sad picture of the culture of consumption that people can fall in to:

 

http://nypost.com/2014/03/23/scotts-suicide-reveals-tragic-side-of-citys-glitzy-scene/

 

To look at her carefully curated Instagram feed, designer L’Wren Scott was a 1-percenter, a gold-plated member of the international elite: There she was on vacation in India with boyfriend Mick Jagger; at his retreat on the island of Mustique; about to board a chartered helicopter; lounging poolside in gold jewelry and designer sunglasses; stretched out on a private plane, using her $5,000 Louis Vuitton handbag as a footrest.

“I always say luxury is a state of mind,” Scott told The Sunday Times of London last November. “Because for me, it really is. It’s legroom, it’s a beautiful view, it’s great food at a great restaurant you’ve discovered because you obsessively read Zagat, as I do.”

And then, last Monday, she committed suicide, hanging herself in a $5.6 million Chelsea apartment that likely did not belong to her. Within hours, Scott’s life was revealed to have become an elaborate facade — her business at least $6 million in debt, her fashion-world friends and celebrity clientele unaware of her despair.

 

I'm sure there were other factors, but $6million in debt, and facing the closure of a business that had given her life so much, must have been terrible.

 

Of course, one tragic facet to this was that based on Mick Jagger's reaction (and estimated net worth of $305m), I'm sure she only needed to ask for help and he would have written her a check without a second thought.

[Stargazer]

This article paints a sad picture of the culture of consumption that people can fall in to:

 

http://nypost.com/2014/03/23/scotts-suicide-reveals-tragic-side-of-citys-glitzy-scene/

 

 

 

I'm sure there were other factors, but $6million in debt, and facing the closure of a business that had given her life so much, must have been terrible.

 

Of course, one tragic facet to this was that based on Mick Jagger's reaction (and estimated net worth of $305m), I'm sure she only needed to ask for help and he would have written her a check without a second thought.

 

Sorry I don't have the reference, but I heard today on a radio show that the $6 million debt and business nearing closure turns out to be a mistaken report.

[JAHS]

Church statement on Suicide:

It is wrong to take a life, even one's own. However, a person who commits suicide may not be responsible for his or her acts. Only God can judge such a matter.

 

Leaders should counsel and compassionately console the family members of a person who has committed suicide. The family, in consultation with the bishop, determines the place and nature of a funeral service for a person who has died under such circumstances. Church facilities may be used. (CHI)

[Tacenda]

It may have been said already but I read today on a news feed that she left something like 6 million to Mick.  But nothing to her family, that's kind of too bad, I wonder why she did that. 

[urroner]

Years ago, when I was going through a severe depression, my stake president counseled me that it was very important for me to listen to the still small voice to help me through the difficult times.  I told him that there was no way I was going to hear any still small voice in my head.  There was so much noise and chaos going on inside my head, that if the still small voice wanted me to hear, it had better be yelling....yelling really, really loud.

He thought I was just being silly and then he interated what he had just said.

A couple of days later, when I was seeing a counselor in the Church's social service, I told him about the experience with my stake president and how the SP just blew off what I had just said.  The counselor rolled his eyes and said that he was already scheduled to meet with the local SP's later that week and he would "reinterate again" what depression is.

The next time I met with my SP, he apologized for his comment.  He said, and this is so true, that he didn't understand depression because he had never experienced it and then he said that he never wanted to truly understand it.  Shoot, I wish I never really understood depression.

For those who have never gone through depression, and I'm not talking about the blues or being sad for three or four days, I'm talking about depression that hangs on and hangs on.  In good times, you feel it lurking in the background waiting for a chance to break loose, but in the bad times, all the blackbooted goblins from hell break loose and beat you senseless with their blackjacks and socks filled with batteries.  I'm talking about depression that drops you to your knees and won't let you back up, physically or mentally.

I have learnt to never judge if anybody is good or evil.  For me to do that, I have to get inside their heads and, people, sometimes I just want to get outside of my own head, why would I ever want to be in somebody else's head?  I can judge their actions, but not who they are.  I'm in no rush to push Christ out of his judgement seat and plant my fat A55 there.

Before any of us judge this young lady, I think that we should ask the Prophet what he thinks of it.  He'll probably just say that we don't know why she did what she did and we don't know how the Lord is going to judge her.   In fact, we don't even need to ask him, let's ask God and only after He sends the angel Moroni and He comes personally to give us all the details, we shouldn't even begin to attempt to judge her.

I'm also in no rush to be visited by any angel.  The angel will probably treat me like the angel did to Laman and Lemuel and chew them out royally.  As far as being visited by God, if a typical angel would chew me out, I have no desire to have God wagging his finger at me and telling me what for.

[california boy]

Years ago, when I was going through a severe depression, my stake president counseled me that it was very important for me to listen to the still small voice to help me through the difficult times.  I told him that there was no way I was going to hear any still small voice in my head.  There was so much noise and chaos going on inside my head, that if the still small voice wanted me to hear, it had better be yelling....yelling really, really loud.

He thought I was just being silly and then he interated what he had just said.

A couple of days later, when I was seeing a counselor in the Church's social service, I told him about the experience with my stake president and how the SP just blew off what I had just said.  The counselor rolled his eyes and said that he was already scheduled to meet with the local SP's later that week and he would "reinterate again" what depression is.

The next time I met with my SP, he apologized for his comment.  He said, and this is so true, that he didn't understand depression because he had never experienced it and then he said that he never wanted to truly understand it.  Shoot, I wish I never really understood depression.

For those who have never gone through depression, and I'm not talking about the blues or being sad for three or four days, I'm talking about depression that hangs on and hangs on.  In good times, you feel it lurking in the background waiting for a chance to break loose, but in the bad times, all the blackbooted goblins from hell break loose and beat you senseless with their blackjacks and socks filled with batteries.  I'm talking about depression that drops you to your knees and won't let you back up, physically or mentally.

I have learnt to never judge if anybody is good or evil.  For me to do that, I have to get inside their heads and, people, sometimes I just want to get outside of my own head, why would I ever want to be in somebody else's head?  I can judge their actions, but not who they are.  I'm in no rush to push Christ out of his judgement seat and plant my fat A55 there.

Before any of us judge this young lady, I think that we should ask the Prophet what he thinks of it.  He'll probably just say that we don't know why she did what she did and we don't know how the Lord is going to judge her.   In fact, we don't even need to ask him, let's ask God and only after He sends the angel Moroni and He comes personally to give us all the details, we shouldn't even begin to attempt to judge her.

I'm also in no rush to be visited by any angel.  The angel will probably treat me like the angel did to Laman and Lemuel and chew them out royally.  As far as being visited by God, if a typical angel would chew me out, I have no desire to have God wagging his finger at me and telling me what for.

What an amazing post.  My heart goes out to you.  I think you are wrong about God though.  I taught early morning seminary for years.  We used to have the students do a scripture reading each morning as the class began.  By far the most often quoted scripture is also the shortest  It is found in John 11:35. Jesus Wept.  The story behind the scripture tells how Martha and Mary's brother Lazareth was dying.  They sent for their friend Jesus, who they knew could heal their brother.  But Jesus was delayed in his coming and didn't show up until 4 days later.  By then, Lazareth had died.  The sisters somewhat chastised Jesus, telling how He could have saved their brother if He would have just responded.  There is so many things Jesus could have told these two.  he could have reminded them about the plan of salvation and how they will see him after death.  He could have even explained that was His mission, to save all mankind and that all would be resurrected.  But He said nothing, Jesus wept.  

 

Somehow I think when you see the Savior, there will be no chastisement, only pure love.  He weeps for all of us, no matter what.  He weeps for L'wern Scott as well.   Like you, I try never to judge another.  No one knows what that person's burden he is carrying.  May God bless you.

[urroner]

What an amazing post.  My heart goes out to you.  I think you are wrong about God though.  I taught early morning seminary for years.  We used to have the students do a scripture reading each morning as the class began.  By far the most often quoted scripture is also the shortest  It is found in John 11:35. Jesus Wept.  The story behind the scripture tells how Martha and Mary's brother Lazareth was dying.  They sent for their friend Jesus, who they knew could heal their brother.  But Jesus was delayed in his coming and didn't show up until 4 days later.  By then, Lazareth had died.  The sisters somewhat chastised Jesus, telling how He could have saved their brother if He would have just responded.  There is so many things Jesus could have told these two.  he could have reminded them about the plan of salvation and how they will see him after death.  He could have even explained that was His mission, to save all mankind and that all would be resurrected.  But He said nothing, Jesus wept.  

 

Somehow I think when you see the Savior, there will be no chastisement, only pure love.  He weeps for all of us, no matter what.  He weeps for L'wern Scott as well.   Like you, I try never to judge another.  No one knows what that person's burden he is carrying.  May God bless you.

I doubt that God will judge us as harshly as we will judge ourselves or others.

I have often heard the phrase "the spirit which leaves this body when we die will have the same problems to overcome in the spirit world."  It might all depend upon how one uses the word "spirit."  There are things which people really ask me to do and I'm " supposed" to do them, but there is no way I'm ever going to be able to do them.  I try, but the stress on doing them is too great for me, so I stop doing them.  I know what they are and I've told the people asking me to do them what is happening and, for the most part, they stopped asking me to do them, but to do other things and, AFAIK, don't think the worse of me.

For example, I will help missionaries day and night, I will go out with them, I will feed them, I will drive them wherever they need to go, but, due to my depression, don't ever ask me to try to start up a conversation with people about the gospel.  I don't know why, before the depression, it wasn't really a problem, but now, when I try, the stress in me just goes through the ceiling.  I've even told the missionaries that.

 

If the other person broaches the subject, than I have no problem.  My mouth will rattle on and on and on, but I can't be the first to talk about it.

I hope God doesn't hold that against me.  Asking me to do that is almost like asking a man without legs or arms to run a race.  It's going to take a very long time.

Our brains and how they function determine a lot of what we can and can't do and we don't have a lot of control over those actions sometimes.  There can be a physical problem with the brain, which, if removed, (the problem and not the brain, though removing the brain might improve some of us a lot) would make life a lot easier.  In the next life, this physical problem will not exist, so the problem it was causing will also not exist.

Will people who, because of brain problems, are serial killers in this life still want to be serial killers in the next life.  Will they want to kill people or will they just be overjoyed because they are no longer subjected to that problem and will weep for the pain their actions caused in this life.  Will God judge them and find them wanting because of those actions, even if they had no control over them?

I think they will hold their hands out and ask God to lift them up and God will refuse to take their hands, rather, like you kind of said, He will engulf them in a huge bear hug and tell them how much He loves them, how important they are to Him, and what wonderful things He has for them to learn and to do.

I'm just overly thrill to know that there is a weeping God in our midst.

[thesometimesaint]

I doubt that God will judge us as harshly as we will judge ourselves or others.

I have often heard the phrase "the spirit which leaves this body when we die will have the same problems to overcome in the spirit world."  It might all depend upon how one uses the word "spirit."  There are things which people really ask me to do and I'm " supposed" to do them, but there is no way I'm ever going to be able to do them.  I try, but the stress on doing them is too great for me, so I stop doing them.  I know what they are and I've told the people asking me to do them what is happening and, for the most part, they stopped asking me to do them, but to do other things and, AFAIK, don't think the worse of me.

For example, I will help missionaries day and night, I will go out with them, I will feed them, I will drive them wherever they need to go, but, due to my depression, don't ever ask me to try to start up a conversation with people about the gospel.  I don't know why, before the depression, it wasn't really a problem, but now, when I try, the stress in me just goes through the ceiling.  I've even told the missionaries that.

 

If the other person broaches the subject, than I have no problem.  My mouth will rattle on and on and on, but I can't be the first to talk about it.

I hope God doesn't hold that against me.  Asking me to do that is almost like asking a man without legs or arms to run a race.  It's going to take a very long time.

Our brains and how they function determine a lot of what we can and can't do and we don't have a lot of control over those actions sometimes.  There can be a physical problem with the brain, which, if removed, (the problem and not the brain, though removing the brain might improve some of us a lot) would make life a lot easier.  In the next life, this physical problem will not exist, so the problem it was causing will also not exist.

Will people who, because of brain problems, are serial killers in this life still want to be serial killers in the next life.  Will they want to kill people or will they just be overjoyed because they are no longer subjected to that problem and will weep for the pain their actions caused in this life.  Will God judge them and find them wanting because of those actions, even if they had no control over them?

I think they will hold their hands out and ask God to lift them up and God will refuse to take their hands, rather, like you kind of said, He will engulf them in a huge bear hug and tell them how much He loves them, how important they are to Him, and what wonderful things He has for them to learn and to do.

I'm just overly thrill to know that there is a weeping God in our midst.

 

Don't let what you can't do interfere with what you can do.

John Wooden