I heard this song that is apparently inspired by a christian woman who was infertile. She prayed to God that he could give her a child. Miraculously, she was pregnant, however, the baby died two months after birth.
The chorus goes like this:
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.
I’ve always asked “why” and “how could this be” and I never once got an answer that made sense to me. But this song changed my perspective. It could be true that it isn’t right at all for tragedies to even happen, but I had totally missed the point. I know I will never get a response to my questions, but I know that I was able to find that minimal strength in me to survive the fall. And we are really strongest at our weakest. No matter the level of sorrow and grief, we will always be held and make it through. Looking back, I still don’t know how I did it, but I’m glad to know that I can stand back up no matter how many times I break down.