Coming undone

Music is so powerful. I firmly believe that it affects us more than we like to admit. I actually stay away from certain songs because they elicit such a strong emotional response. One such song is Held.

http://youtu.be/i-hJ87ApWtw

Held by Natalie Grant

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
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


The incredible identification with this song is just too painful right now. I heard it on the radio as I sat in the van waiting for Sweet Stuff's prescription. I knew I should have turned the station dial. This song isn't new to me. I've heard it before and actually didn't like it because it is just so heart wrenching. I don't want to identify with that kind of pain. Yet I do. I do now. As much as I don't want to. Yet I am reminded of truth. The truth of God's word.
Romans 8:17 Now if we are children, then we are heirs--heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory.
2 Corinthians 1:5 For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows.
Galatians 6:17 Finally, let no one cause me trouble, for I bear on my body the marks of Jesus.

I belong to Christ. I gave my life to Him many years ago in my early twenties. Then a few years after that, I began to study His word and discovered that because I am His, He will never let me go. I am His bond-servant. I belong to Him and because He put a new spirit in me, that same spirit will cause me to walk in His ways. (Now don't get me wrong, that doesn't mean I won't stumble or never sin again, or that I won't grieve or quench the Spirit.) But I know that He holds me. I have His promise, like the Natalie Grant song says. I am being held. And when I realize that truth, it makes me cry in gratitude.