To be held...

It's amazing to me how God can speak when I least expect it. Today, I bought a Natalie Grant CD because I absolutely love the song "Held". Before today, I didn't know the words of the verses, and I only knew a few words in the chorus, but I loved the melody. I'm queen of making up random words if I don't know a song just so I can sing along!! Sad, I know.

In the car today, I pulled out the book inside the CD case and found the words to the song, and I began to sing with Natalie (while Jonathan drove, of course...I wouldn't read and drive!!). I was excited to finally get to sing the right words, but I had no idea that God would speak to me in such an amazing way as I read - for the first time - the words of the song. I was in shock to find that the song is about a mother losing her child because he couldn't be healed, how bitterness and hatred can creep in when we experience the "nightmares" of life, how it's not fair, but that God holds us and helps us to survive. It also speaks of our impatience to finally see our savior in heaven...when all of these nightmares will be over and our suffering will be no more. What a song!! I think the message of this song can speak to anyone about any hardship, so I've found the song and if you're up to hearing it, click on the title of this post, then click on "Held". Also, I've attached the words because they're beautiful. God is so good at reminding me of his love when I need it most :)

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

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 and
Let the hatred numb our sorrows
The wise hand opens slowly
To lilies of the valley and tomorrow

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

If hope is born of suffering
If this is only the beginning
Can we not wait, for one hour
Watching for our savior

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