~Waiting At The Gate For You~



 

by Natalie Grant
 


Hi, I'm Natalie Grant,
Most of us have experienced the death of a loved one.
Or, we've watched somebody that we know and love
experience the pain of losing somebody that they love.

Maybe this is even happening to some of you right now. Or, to somebody that you know in your circle of friends at school or at work... maybe a prayer group.

My friend, Christa Wells, wrote this poem after she had lost two people very dear to her in 48 hours.  I recorded this song in the prayer and hope that it would bring comfort to a lot of people.

The first time I heard it, honestly, it just moved me to tears. Christa found a lot of comfort in it's message and my prayer and hope is that you will too...

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 wed be rescued?
What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares?
Were asking why this happens
To us who have died to live?
Its 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 wed 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.


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 wed 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?


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 wed be held.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know, that the promise was when everything fell, we'd be held.

In memory Of Mary Catherine's Son; Chuck:

Charles Lynn Pendleton
Born June 25, 196
8

Killed instantly in an automobile accident December 8, 1991






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My youngest son, Troy, emailed me this beautiful song recorded by Natalie Grant called Held on December 30th, 2006.  I had never heard it, but was brought to tears by the beautiful music and especially the lyrics.
 
Troy was only fifteen when Chuck was killed instantly in an automobile accident.
He is now thirty.  He has lived as many years without his big brother as he was blessed to have lived "with" him.
 
Troy rarely mentions Chuck's name.  Guess it just hurts too much or perhaps he thinks it hurts me too much.  He couldn't have given me a more precious gift if he had wanted to, than sharing this keeper with me.
Mary Catherine


Chuck's In Heaven Site

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