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 hand opens slowly to lillies 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.
We'd be held....
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know, that the promise was when everything fell, we'd be held.
This is what it means to be held
I don't know why but I am drawn to people that have suffered a great loss or some tragic circumstance. Part of it is that is what I love to do. Help others. Help others that are less fortunate than me. Whether it was me going into the projects to help some of the younger girls get the services they needed. Or taking thanksgiving dinner to a family that didn't have any money for their Thanksgiving dinner. To praying with that family all holding hands in a circle. To taking kids on prison tours. Or helping friend's that were having a hard time. Helping is just something that has always made me feel good. Feeling good that I have done something to help someone else.
That is what I did for 6 years in the working world. I haven't worked since I had Mac. There has been a part of me that missed that independence. It wasn't until recently that the Lord convicted me that my place is at home right now. i can't believe that it took almost 5 years to be ok with it, but I am.
I love this song because it describes what it is like to be Held by Him. I have felt like the Lord has had me in the palm of his hand for the past year. I don't think that I have ever experienced this before. Well, obviously not because I wasn't saved until last year. I have been reading some blogs from some very special ladies that have lost their children. This happens to be one of my greatest fears. Losing a child. I just can't imagine. Their strength and hope in the Lord amazes me. When I read their blogs I feel like the Lord is just speaking to me. My circumstances are different in so many ways, but we have a common bond and that is the Lord. I am so thankful and grateful for them. They have taught me so much. So much about life and about Jesus.