On Monday afternoon, Mindy told me to listen to this song.  Since then, I've listened to it at least twenty times.  This time last year Michael and I were making ornaments during my early labor with Titus. Oh, so much can change in a moment.  Our arms and hearts will forever ache for our precious little man.  These lyrics put my all-over-the-place feelings into words.  Today, a college friend of ours, Lawrence passed away from lunch cancer...please be praying for his family.

                                                                          




                                                           "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
Were 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 that 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 that when everything fell
We'd be held
If hope if 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 that when everything fell
We'd be held

-Christa Wells

*You can search Natalie Grant "Held" to hear the song.