Sunday, March 17, 2013

Where Will You Run...

By Your Side ~ Tenth Avenue North


Why are you striving these days
Why are you trying to earn grace
Why are you crying
Let me lift up your face
Just don't turn away


I'll be honest, most of last week really sucked. Although, I am not sure if it was entirely last week's fault. Everything piled up and when that happens things get ugly. 

Why are you looking for love
Why are you still searching
As if I'm not enough
To where will you go child
Tell me where will you run
To where will you run

A sweet baby met Jesus before he knew his mother's touch, A toddler had a difficult surgery, My uncle had his cancer removed along with a significant portion of his chest wall.

'Cause I'll be by your side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you

I turned 25. I always get nostalgic on my birthday, I always feel let down by the year that has past, that i didn't do enough, I didn't love enough, that I wasn't enough.

Look at these hands at my side
They swallowed the grave on that night
When I drank the world's sin
So I could carry you in
And give you life
I want to give you life


Angry, bitter, selfish, sad....afraid. Fear makes us do crazy things. 

And I'll be by your side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you


I made a decision that removes my stability, takes me out of my comfort zone, terrifies me, but removes me from a place that is not good for me.

Here at my side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you

Guilt chanting in my ear. Pushing away. Hiding.

'Cause I, I love you
I want you to know
That I, yeah I'll love you
I'll never let you go, no, no


Brokenness. The bittersweet. 

And I'll be by your side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you

Talking it through, being lifted in prayer, walking the dog in the sunshine, sweet baby snuggles, hugs, words. Hope

Here at my side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Here at my side, my hands are holding you
Ohhh...









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