Held...In her Father's arms

Words seem so hard to find. Anicette was taken into her Father's arms on Monday morning (http://alirae.net/blog/archives/371-speak.html) . Heaven rejoices to have such a precious little girl join them. Her family left to grieve and return to their village, empty and broken. We can only pray that they too, would be held in the arms of the Father.

Held (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

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 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 when everything fell
We'd be held

Hold them Father. Please, just hold them.