Saturday, October 24, 2015


It's no secret that the Lord uses music to minister to my heart. It is no replacement for the power of His Word, but I do believe music is a way that the Lord speaks through and to people. As we continue to process our grief, the Lord brought this song to me. Reading the stories behind the song made me cry, and I can't make it through the first verse without bawling. 

In many ways, we feel like the sacred has been torn from our lives. How could you ask this of us Lord? There are moments when the grief threatens to crush me, and I don't know how I will survive this. But in the midst of the heartache and the darkest of moments, we are held. So the tears can flow, and I can still find comfort and hope in the arms of the One who holds our story in His hands. God holds us in our pain, and that is how we survive.

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 is 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


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


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