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Precious Lord, take my hand
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand.
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on, to the light
Take my hand, precious Lord,lead me home.
When my way is unclear, precious Lord, linger near
When my time is almost gone.
Hear my prayer, hear my call
Take my hand, lest I fall
Take my hand, precious Lord,lead me home
casting crowns
Grief lingers
posted on Sunday, October 7, 2007
Grief lingers. people know a human have to die, i know it too. its a fact. i accepted it,but every time i see or do sometime that my grandpa do. memories came back. its as if a part of me has died. when his heart stopped. i dunno if i should carry on praying.. but i still did. not for the dead, but for myself. for strength to move on. i was the last Christian that talked to him 2 days before he fainted. but yet i did not share anything..anything about Jesus. the first thing that came to my mind right in the morning when we got the call we are losing my grandpa is that he is not saved yet. or is he? its different when u hold their hands, knowing only the body remain.
i think Cs lewis is right. death is like the sky, it spreads over everything. tho i dun understand much now Lord, of many life question i fail to answer. i know and understand one thing, Lord You are still a good God.
