Tuesday, April 24, 2007

I'm sorry to hear of it

On sunday night, I was feeling very sad. Specifically, the thought that was running through my mind was what it would be like to lose my parents. Why so morbid rite? I think there was a reason to it.

Monday afternoon, I got a very shocking sms from my dad. I was so shocked I didn't know what to do.I felt sad.

I don't know what to say to comfort you and your family. But, I thank God your father received Christ. When my grandmother passedaway, the one thing that gave me comfort was that she is now with the Lord. That was my greatest comfort. I think it will be for you too. It's a great thing!! To be so rest assured that he is up there with Big Guy! :) I will continue to pray for your family.

Meanwhile, I thought this song is quite nice. The story is a bit irrelevant (i think) but the words of the chorus are comforting. It's what I call an honest song.


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.

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, let the hatred know our sorrow.
The wise hands opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.

(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.

Bridge:
If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?

(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.

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