Hold the Line

As sung by Toto

It's not in the way that you hold me
It's not in the way you say you care
It's not in the way you've been treating my friends
It's not in the way that you stayed till the end
It's not in the way you look or the things that you say that you'll do


Chorus:
Hold the line, love isn't always on time, oh oh oh
Hold the line, love isn't always on time, oh oh oh


It's not in the words that you told me, girl
It's not in the way you say you're mine, ooh
It's not in the way that you came back to me
It's not in the way that your love set me free
It's not in the way you look or the things that you say that you'll do


Chorus


(Instrumental break)


It's not in the words that you told me
It's not in the way you say you're mine, ooh
It's not in the way that you came back to me
It's not in the way that your love set me free
It's not in the way you look or the things that you say that you'll do


Chorus - love isn't always on time


Hold the line, love isn't always on time -
love isn't always, love isn't always on time
Hold the line, love isn't always on time, love isn't always on time
Love isn't always on time, love isn't always on time, oh oh oh

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Although I think society is a little confused about what love is and is not, I think the sentiment here is true. We forget that God is Love. He's everywhere and always available. And yet when we are anxious we feel that He moves too slow. Time, as we know it, is slow. God is and that is all that matters.

In my living room sits my mother. For the first 43 years of my life I played second fiddle with her to my brother, a special needs person. I understand why he took up so much of her time. I really do. But the human in me has always resent the bond they shared. I felt like the outsider. But here she sits, napping, and when I asked her a little while ago if she was going to visit with my brother who lives two doors down she indicated that she was not going to his apartment. It's strange how the distance in miles helped to untie the apron strings.