Held
I have a song on my iPod
that I was listening to this morning.
Music is one of the many ways that my relationship with God has
grown. This song never fails to make me
cry. So as I am driving down the road
listening with tears rolling down my face, I decided to share this song with
you. This is not a song with a happy
ending. I normally try to lift others up
with my stories of childhood and experiences throughout my life, but there is a
reality that we all face on a daily basis.
The reality is we will all suffer and there is no easy answer for why
terrible things happen to us in this life.
The song I speak of is by
Natalie Grant called “Held”. This song
was written by Christa Wells and it is based on three women in her life who
lost someone in their life. One was a
mother of three children who lost her husband, another was a mother who lost
her son and the third was her mother-in-law who carried her daughter, Erica, to
term but never got to take her home. Her mother-in-law said she heard a still
small voice in the delivery room that said the following: “You
have to choose how you will carry this loss after this moment. You can choose
bitterness or you can choose to let me wrap you up in peace that can't be
explained and that will lead to hope. You can choose to trust that you are not
alone, and that everything you suffer here will someday be redeemed."
When my husband and I
married I received one of the greatest blessings in my life, a beautiful
stepdaughter. Kaylie is this amazingly
beautiful young woman. We are also
blessed with two beautiful grandchildren.
The heartbreak in this
story is that Jerry had another daughter Kara.
Kara never got to go home in the sense of a worldly home. She had a heart defect and died shortly after
her birth. It was many years later that
Jerry and I met and married but I still think of this little girl that God
created. I will never know this side of
heaven, why He chose to take her to her heavenly home early. What I do know is that God does redeem even
the worst circumstances. How we deal
with the pain and sorrow of this world can make us bitter and angry or we can
turn to the God who created us and be held in His arms. One of the things I
admire most about my husband is that he didn’t allow pain and sorrow from the
loss of his daughter to color his world in bitterness and anger. This is what it means to be held by our
Heavenly Father.
Christa said the following
of this song. “No person of faith since
the beginning of time has ever lived without suffering. The fact is those who are students of Jesus
have been promised to expect pain and suffering in this life. But, in the middle of that heartache, at every
lonely, dark, lost moment ...the Truth. That in those moments, especially then,
we are held, held up, held together, by the One who has walked here and knows
the pain, and who also holds all of time, every story, my story, your story,
the Greatest Story in his hands.”
Below are
the lyrics to Held:
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 and
Let the hatred numb our sorrows
The wise hand opens slowly
To lilies of the valley and tomorrow
[Bridge]
If hope is born of suffering
If this is only the beginning
Can we not wait, for one hour
Watching for our savior
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 and
Let the hatred numb our sorrows
The wise hand opens slowly
To lilies of the valley and tomorrow
[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.....
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.....
Prayer for the Day: Jesus, You suffered and
died in a world full of sorrow. You are
the Man of Sorrows. No one told us we
would be rescued from the sorrows of this world. When we start to think that when we are saved
by Your grace, that we will be free from sorrow we will be disappointed. Help me to see the pain and suffering on this
earth as a blessing from God. You never
promised when I died to live, that I would live an easy life thereafter. I praise You and thank you for holding me
through the sorrows of this life.
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