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Monday, September 17, 2007

Held by Natalie Grant



This, is the song that I posted a while back. Held, by Natalie Grant.
This year, I've had 2 good friends who've lost their children. One, 2 years 4 months, the other, 6 years old.

The reality of my friends loosing their children, it caused me to see that I'd shoved the grief of loosing my own child to the background. When Kyliebug died in April, I ALMOST dealt with it ... then Don got sick.

Then, a few weeks ago, little Joseph ... started kindergarten on Monday, and died in his sleep on Wednesday. Joseph, had fought a battle his whole life. I've known his mamma for longer than I can count ... and we both have talked and talked and talked about what it's like raising special needs kids.

In fact, that's how we 'met' .. she'd started a email group for parents of special needs kids. Joseph, wasn't even on the radar yet. I'll never forget the day she told me she was pregnant with him. My prayers for them, started that day ...and will continue for the rest of my life.

The question of why this happens, is unknown. I've discussed it in detail. My heart breaks for Teresa, Kylie's mom and my heart breaks for Erin, Joseph's mom.

When Kylie passed away ...my youngests son's first reaction was "Jessica (my lost baby) will be there to show her around."

When I asked Teresa to pray for Erin ...she said she would talk to Kylie to show Joseph around.

It dawned on me that night, that ..it meant the three of them were together. Maybe, just maybe, with Teresa's grandmother, and my step dad and Erin's parents all watching nearby talking about how proud they are of thier children and grandchildren.

So, I post this video, for Kylie, for Joseph, for Jessica ... as well as for us mom's ... this is, what it means to be held ..and one day, we will hold our babies.


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.
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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.
Joseph William Thomas
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.

kyliebug2
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.

3 comments:

  1. hugs pk.. i don't know how moms deal with that.. it is so heartbreaking

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  2. awwwwww now you made me cry- I knew I shouldnt have hooked up my speakers

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  3. Pk,
    I have read this a time or two, and it doesn't get any easier, Joseph is missed, and i know Kylie is too. I miss my boy, i miss him everyday, and every night, but I know that i have friends that love me,a husband who loves me and Emma his big sister who loves me and we're all getting through this, but I also know that God is Holding me through this, this song has so much more meaning now to me than ever. Thanks so much for your years of support. Your family means the world to me, and I would do anything for them. Thanks again and Talk to you later.....Love you alll the way from down here in Texas....Your "south'rn family"

    I love you!

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