music; held.
music.
The words, the movement, the beauty expressed, the harmonies, the emotion is can draw out of one.
I close my eyes, take it in and find myself healing.
I’ve seen God meet people where they’re at time and time again and I’ve found He meets me in music, speaks to me through music, heals my heart through music.
He meets my heart through many different types of music, both “christian” and “secular”. Since we’ve lost Eisley, I’ve gained an entire “soundtrack” or two of music that speaks to my heart. Some music people have shared with me. Some of the songs I’ve stumbled across.
Music that meets me in the deepest, darkest, most painful places. The unexplored regions of my aching heart that need healing.
I decided to start sharing some of these songs and what they mean to me.
I’ll begin with Held by Natalie Grant and the meaning below.
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 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
I don’t really even know if I need to share what this song means to me. I remember hearing it before we ever walked through losing our Eisley-girl and if I’m being honest, I brushed it off. I didn’t understand it.
A few people shared it with me after we lost her. I brushed it off again because I remember thinking it was cheesy and I didn’t want cheesy, I wanted something that met my heart. One day I finally decided to look up the lyrics (I’m always look up the lyrics of a “new” song while it’s playing to see if I really like what it’s saying or if there is something I have missed)
Whoa, this song brought me to tears.
it resontated.
it spoke what my heart and mind were having a hard time understanding. i knew people who had said if we’d prayed more or had more faith and i found myself doubting myself and how much faith i had.
i battled feeling that feeling although deep down i knew there was nothing more i could have done. nothing more. i had faith she would survive. God knew my heart’s cry but sometimes a miracle just doesn’t happen. sometimes, yes even with faith, we have no sudden healing.
“who told us we’d be rescued? why should we be saved from tragedy?”
the other part of the song that met me was when it speaks of being held, throughout everything.
and oh, are we held.
i know that without a doubt in my mind and in my heart. we are held.
tightly held, between His shoulders.
amidst the darkest, most treacherous valleys, we are held.
in our grieving and aching, we are held.
in our questions and struggles, we are held.
i’m held. i feel this now.
and when i struggle in feeling this, i still know this to be the truth.
we. are. held.
September 14th, we were held, even though we couldn’t feel it at the time, we were held. i know that without a doubt.
September 17th, as Eisley was placed in our arms… as we held her, i felt him holding us.
as we said our earthly goodbyes and parted from our daughters body until eternity, we were held.
we were, we are and we will be held.
and you…
YOU are held. whether mountain top or the darkest valley; You are held.
This is beautiful. Xo
Beautiful, this brought me to tears. Thank you so much for your courage and for sharing with the rest of us.
praying for you and your hubby
this brought me to tears. you have quite a way with words. *hugs*
Thank you for sharing the comfort that comforted you!
Jodi
Love you, and looking forward to the day we meet our Precious Eisley in Heaven.