I can remember a time in my life where I couldn't name a single person that I knew who had struggled with cancer...now, it's happened so often, and within such close proximity of my family, it's like a personal enemy.
Be still...
Let your hand meld into mine
The part of me
That breathes when you breathe
Is losing time
I can't find the words to say
I'll never say goodbye
Let your hand meld into mine
The part of me
That breathes when you breathe
Is losing time
I can't find the words to say
I'll never say goodbye
I saw a host of silent angels
Waiting on their own
Knowing that all the promises
Of faith come alive
When you see home
Hold still and let your
Hand melt into mine
Shed your heart and your breath
And your pain and fly
Now your alive
Now your alive
Waiting on their own
Knowing that all the promises
Of faith come alive
When you see home
Hold still and let your
Hand melt into mine
Shed your heart and your breath
And your pain and fly
Now your alive
Now your alive
I found out tonight through a short text message right before Water's Edge (a college, church ministry) started. I had a few moments to breathe and then the band went into a time of worship. They sang one song that I didn't know very well at all, but as it turns out one of lyrics was very meaningful tonight.
"We will sing, sing, sing
and make music with the heavens"
It reminded me of the David Crowder Lyric
and make music with the heavens"
It reminded me of the David Crowder Lyric
"Turn your ear to heaven
and hear the noise inside"
and hear the noise inside"
When someone dies we often have that chilling realization of how real death is...Tonight was no different, but in addition to that, as we sang that line and I turned my mind towards heaven..it was just sort of a moment of realizing how real Jesus, and heaven is. I don't think I could' have thought of a better way to start this process. Not coming to Him and trying to not think about the pain, or the loss, but rather coming with everything, full on, and just being honest...
Do You who live in heaven
Hear the prayers of those of us who live on earth?
Who are afraid of being left by those we love
And who get hardened by the hurt
Do you remember when You lived down
here where we all scrape
To find the faith to ask for daily bread?
Did You forget about us after You had flown away?
Well I memorized every word You said
Still I'm so scared, I'm holding my breath
While You're up there just playing hard to get
And I know you bore our sorrows
And I know you feel our pain
And I know it would not hurt any less
Even if it could be explained
And I know that I am only lashing out
At the One who loves me most
And after I figured this, somehow
All I really need to know is
Did You ever know loneliness?
Did You ever know need?
Do You remember just how long a night can get?
When You were barely holding on
And Your friends fall asleep
And don't see the blood that's running in Your sweat
Will those who mourn be left uncomforted?
While You're up there just playing hard to get?
Hear the prayers of those of us who live on earth?
Who are afraid of being left by those we love
And who get hardened by the hurt
Do you remember when You lived down
here where we all scrape
To find the faith to ask for daily bread?
Did You forget about us after You had flown away?
Well I memorized every word You said
Still I'm so scared, I'm holding my breath
While You're up there just playing hard to get
And I know you bore our sorrows
And I know you feel our pain
And I know it would not hurt any less
Even if it could be explained
And I know that I am only lashing out
At the One who loves me most
And after I figured this, somehow
All I really need to know is
Did You ever know loneliness?
Did You ever know need?
Do You remember just how long a night can get?
When You were barely holding on
And Your friends fall asleep
And don't see the blood that's running in Your sweat
Will those who mourn be left uncomforted?
While You're up there just playing hard to get?
Our God is real. He is a real God to real people. Real people have real problems. They really struggle and hurt and get depressed and need real help. Only a real God with real love and real compassion can really help really troubled people.
Joy and sorrow are this ocean
And in their every ebb and flow
Now the Lord a door has opened
That all Hell could never close
Here I'm tested and made worthy
Tossed about but lifted up
In the reckless raging fury
That they call the love of God
And in their every ebb and flow
Now the Lord a door has opened
That all Hell could never close
Here I'm tested and made worthy
Tossed about but lifted up
In the reckless raging fury
That they call the love of God
"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows. If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer. And our hope for you is firm, because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also you share in our comfort." - 2 Corinthians 1:3-7
Tonight as I look at the light of the stars I think of how some of them at this very moment have passed, but their light still shines on. So it is with you, my friend. You have run your course, you have finished and are no longer here…but your light shines on. You see, just like love, starlight never dies. I'll miss you my friend. I still carry so much of you with me. You will be part of the days yet to fill.
-James Legg
