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Just Be Held

Just Be Held

Just Be Held  I am, quite literally, having a come apart right now.  It has been a week, month, year…just a lot.  Here are the lyrics to this song.

Just Be Held
Hold it all together
Everybody needs you strong
But life hits you out of nowhere
And barely leaves you holding on
And when you’re tired of fighting
Chained by your control
There’s freedom in surrender
Lay it down and let it go

Thoughts

As a mom, we all know this, we are the superman to all the issues of life.  We put things back together with superglue and a tampon.  My son has tells me that if I cry, that is like Superman with a broken arm.  Honestly, moms do not cry.  I have chosen my life, or maybe I am living the life God chose for me…hmmm…I need to ponder on that.

My life is one giant complication.  Marriage is not easy.  Parenting at any stage is not easy. Throw in control issues, have special needs kids that were out of your control and theirs, a medically fragile child, aging parents, death, poor choices and you have a mess.

But God
So when you’re on your knees and answers seem so far away
You’re not alone, stop holding on and just be held
Your world’s not falling apart, it’s falling into place
I’m on the throne, stop holding on and just be held
Just be held, just be held
If your eyes are on the storm
You’ll wonder if I love you still
But if your eyes are on the cross
You’ll know I always have and I always will
Thoughts

Right here.  These words.  They pierce my soul.  I do see things falling apart.  In the span of 8 weeks, I’ve had two sons bullied by students and administration.  Suspension has happened twice for one son.  We’ve had a flare-up with another son.  One son is spreading his wings.  Daughters who are dealing with the hardships of lost relationships, a new marriage, jobs, school.  Just so much.

Yet, He is not upon the throne biting his nails or eating popcorn wondering what is going to happen next.  He has already created the perfect provisions for all these issues.  Then there is control.  Me.  Free-will.  If I would just take my eyes off the storm and gaze them upward.  Frankly, how would my perspective change?

No Tears Wasted

And not a tear is wasted
In time, you’ll understand
I’m painting beauty with the ashes
Your life is in My hands

Thoughts

Honestly, I love those verses, in the Word so much, that I have Isaiah 61:3 tattooed on my body.  Frankly, the other verse may need to go on my person as well.  For instance, He has captured EVERY tear of mine (and yours) and placed it in a bottle.  This is how much He cares for you.  Furthermore, it is like you are the only person on Earth and His sole job is to love you and comfort you.

Chorus

So when you’re on your knees and answers seem so far away
You’re not alone, stop holding on and just be held
Your world’s not falling apart, it’s falling into place
I’m on the throne, stop holding on and just be held
Just be held, just be held

In the Midst

Lift your hands, lift your eyes
In the storm is where you’ll find Me
And where you are, I’ll hold your heart
I’ll hold your heart
Come to Me, find your rest
In the arms of the God who won’t let go
So when you’re on your knees and answers seem so far away
You’re not alone, stop holding on and just be held
Your world’s not falling apart, it’s falling into place
I’m on the throne, stop holding on and just be held
Thoughts

In the midst of the storm, however, lift your hands.  Furthermore, gaze your eyes above the waves.  He is there, holding your heart in His hands.  In Him, He has already fixed the problem.  I pray that I will always remember that truth.

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