Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Held (Natalie Grant)

Two months is too little.
They let him go.
They had no sudden healing.
To think that providence would
Take a child from his mother while she prays
Is appalling.

Who told us we’d be rescued?
What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares?
We’re asking why this happens
To us who have died to live?
It’s unfair.

Chorus:
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we’d be held.

This hand is bitterness.
We want to taste it, let the hatred
NUMB our sorrow.
The wise hands opens slowly to lilies
of the valley and tomorrow.

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we’d be held.

Bridge: If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we’d be held.


I don't usually post song lyrics, but this one in particular speaks to me every time I hear it. I haven't lost a child. But, the sentiment for any trying time is the same. We weren't promised a life without problems. What we were promised is that God will be there with us through those problems. Something as big as losing a loved one or something as small as a wounded friendship, He's there and what a blessing to know and believe that.

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