The blog entry I have previously included is from my old contemplations that made me quite sad for these days lately...I couldn't just accept things as they are and answers 'that's the way it should be' just couldn't satisfy me. But I finally got a bit of peace and I think the words of this wonderful song by Natalie Grant might just be perfect for a situation like this...
The song "Held" is a powerful song of God's
love holding us and sustaining us through unspeakable pain. The lyrics
were written by a woman who tells the story in the first verse of two
of her friends. One was a woman who's husband died within two months of
being diagnosed with cancer. The second friend had finally had a baby
after praying and trying for several years. The baby was healthy and
growing and died in his sleep at only eight months.
No matter how big your pain is, I do know God is bigger. I
know that He is big enough to take every bit of the pain and anger you
can throw at Him and love you through it all. God never promises that
we'll be saved from the nightmares of this life but He does promise
that when everything falls He'll be there to hold you.
He tends his flock like a shepherd:
He gathers the lambs in his arms
and carries them close to his heart;
he gently leads those that have young.
(NIV Is 40:11)
Sometimes words only get in the way of loving God or letting Him
love us. Job's friends sat with him in silence for seven days. With no
words they showed him their love by holding him up spiritually during
that time.
If you're in pain right now spend some quiet time just letting Jesus
hold you in those powerful arms that took the nails for you.
"Held" lyrics
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
Were 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
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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