This song has become my comfort over the last few days as I struggle through the greatest loss of my life. I will share more as the hurt heals. Little one who I never held, I will hold you tight in my arms one day. Oh God, heal my suffering.
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 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 is born of suffering
If this is only the beginning
Can we not wait, for one hour
Watching for our Savior
2 comments:
Praying for you Chastity. Sorry you are hurting right now. Tight HUGS!!!
so sorry, chas. unfortunately, this is one pain i understand all too well.
i read, "heaven is for real" and that really helped me heal. we WILL hold our babies and i am grateful they have each other in heaven as we have each other on earth.....
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