I’ve been captivated by this word today: “Held”.
It’s the past participle and past tense of the world hold, for which there are many
definitions. These two stuck out to me
on dictionary.com:
- to bear, sustain or support, as with the hands or arms
- to remain attached, faithful, or steadfast
There are times when I just want to be held. Do you know what I mean?
When you are tired and worn...there is comfort in being held
by someone who is stronger than you. There is comfort in being held by someone who loves you.
And as is the case in many things, the physical longing is a
hint of a deeper spiritual longing – which can be most wholly fulfilled in God.
“Let the beloved of the
LORD rest secure in Him, for He shields him all day long, and the one the LORD
loves rests between His shoulders.”
Deuteronomy 33:12
“Even to your old age
and gray hairs, I am He, I am He who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you: I will sustain you and I will rescue you.”
Isaiah 46:4
We can rest in God's arms.
He carries us. He took our
place. His love is scandalous, isn’t
it? Why should a loving God reach out
with such love to people like us?
So, when we find a love like that – may we remain attached, faithful,
and steadfast.
It's the light that pierces through you
To the darkest hidden place
It knows your deepest secrets
But it never looks away
It's the gentle hand that pulls you
From the judgment of the crowd
When you stand before them guilty
And you got no way out
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
This love that took our place
Just call it what it is, call it grace
Call it grace
It's the breath that's breathing new life
Into what we thought was dead
It's the favor that takes orphans
Placing crowns upon their heads
It's the hope for our tomorrows
The rock on which we stand
It's a strong and mighty fortress
Even Hell can't stand against
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
This love that took our place
Just call it what it is, call it grace
Call it grace
Call it grace
To the darkest hidden place
It knows your deepest secrets
But it never looks away
It's the gentle hand that pulls you
From the judgment of the crowd
When you stand before them guilty
And you got no way out
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
This love that took our place
Just call it what it is, call it grace
Call it grace
It's the breath that's breathing new life
Into what we thought was dead
It's the favor that takes orphans
Placing crowns upon their heads
It's the hope for our tomorrows
The rock on which we stand
It's a strong and mighty fortress
Even Hell can't stand against
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
This love that took our place
Just call it what it is, call it grace
Call it grace
Call it grace
- Unspoken,
“Call It Grace”
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