mardi 25 octobre 2005

Of valleys and weakness

...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....

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


- Natalie Grant, "Held"

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