This is What it Means to be Held

Such haunting lyrics... such Truth...

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

When everything fell we'd be held

This hand is bitterness

We want to taste it, let the hatred numb our sorrow

The wise hands 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

When everything fell we'd be held.

Dear friend, if this is where you are... asking why this is happening... crying unfair... living a nightmare...

My heart is aching with you.  This song.  It speaks to the very truth that the cancer wounded walk each day...

May you know beyond a doubt what it is to be loved.  Even when the rescue fails and the sacred is battered.   Hold tight to the promise that when everything falls we'll be Held.

Grace for the Hurting, Mercy for the Grieving,

My Love,
Always,
      Jane