Thursday, October 23, 2008

I still remember you

Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Eric Lamont~
I thought about you
all day
youve been gone longer than you were here
widow,widower
orphan
titles of the grieving
but when you loose a child...there are no words for that kind of pain.

~HELD~
.. . 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 NUMB our sorrow. The wise hands opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow. CHORUS 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