The doctor was wrong-- there was nothing wrong with THAT heart.

MUAH love my little doggie. :( :( :( Georgie Pap October 22, 1998-June 19, 2007.

Ok so since I have run out of stuff to do "working" at 3AM I thought I'd try this blog because nobody ever reads my livejournal and I hate livejournal anyway. And since I'm sad today I try to amuse myself so I don't be sad.

Blah.

I bet nobody's going to read this anyway.

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 we’d be rescued

What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares

We’re asking why this happens

To us who have died to live

It’s 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 we’d 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 we’d 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 we’d be held

(Natalie Grant)